I stare at her chest. As she breathes, the rounded peaks move up and down like the swell of waves, somehow reminding me of rain falling softly on a broad stretch of sea. I'm the lonely voyager standing on deck, and she's the sea. The sky is a blanket of gray, merging with the gray sea off on the horizon. It's hard to tell the difference between sea and sky. Between voyager and sea. Between reality and the workings of the heart.
Haruki MurakamiI couldn't tell wether the hole that opened up inside me was from missing you or from the change of season
Haruki MurakamiWhenever I look at the ocean, I always want to talk to people, but when I'm talking to people, I always want to look at the ocean.
Haruki MurakamiBecome like a sheet of blotting paper and soak it all in. Later on you can figure out what to keep and what to unload.
Haruki MurakamiThatโs how stories happen โ with a turning point, an unexpected twist. Thereโs only one kind of happiness, but misfortune comes in all shapes and sizes. Itโs like Tolstoy said. Happiness is an allegory, unhappiness a story.
Haruki Murakami