As time goes on, you’ll understand. What lasts, lasts; what doesn’t, doesn’t. Time solves most things. And what time can’t solve, you have to solve yourself.
-Haruki Murakami, Dance Dance Dance
Somewhere in his body—perhaps in the marrow of his bones—he would continue to feel her absence.
-Haruki Murakami (via seabois
Even so, this emotion you are feeling is more real, and more intensely painful, than anything you’ve ever felt before. And there’s no way out. No possibility of finding an escape. You’ve wandered into a labyrinth of time, and the biggest problem of them all is that you have no desire at all to get out. Am I right?
-Haruki Murakami, Kafka on the Shore
I’m awaiting a lover. I have to be rent and pulled apart and live according to the demons and the imagination in me. I’m restless. Things are calling me away. My hair is being pulled by the stars again.
-Anaïs Nin, Fire: From “A Journal of Love” The Unexpurgated Diary of Anaïs Nin, 1934-1937”.
A month can do that, too, can’t it, just fly past before you know it. And, for the life of me, I can’t recall a single thing I did during that whole time. It feels like I did a whole lot, and it feels like I did nothing at all.
-A Perfect Day for Kangaroos - Haruki Murakami (via exoticwild