A deserted library in the morning – there’s something about it that really gets to me.
All possible words and ideas are there, resting peacefully.
– Haruki Murakami, Kafka on the Shore
Month: January 2014
As long as I was alive …
As long as I was alive, I was something.
That was just how it was.
But somewhere along the way it all changed.
Living turned me into nothing.
– Haruki Murakami, Kafka on the Shore