▼Haruki Murakami | Kafka on the Shore
"Letters are just pieces of paper," I said. "Burn them, and what stays in your heart will stay; keep them, and what
vanishes will vanish."▼Haruki Murakami | Norwegian Wood
"But who can say what’s best? That’s why you need to grab whatever chance you have of happiness where you find it, and not worry about other people too much. My experience tells me that we get no more than two or three such chances in a lifetime, and if we let them go, we regret it for the rest of our lives."▼Haruki Murakami | Norwegian Wood
Things like that happen all the time in this great big world of ours. It’s like taking a boat out on a beautiful lake on a beautiful day and thinking both the sky and the lake are beautiful. So stop eating yourself up. Things will go where they’re supposed to go if you just let them take their natural course. Despite your best efforts, people are going to be hurt when it’s time for them to be hurt. Life is like that.
But who can say what’s best? That’s why you need to grab whatever chance you have of happiness where you find it, and not worry about other people too much. My experience tells me that we get no more than two or three such chances in a lifetime, and if we let them go, we regret it for the rest of our lives."▼Haruki Murakami | Norwegian Wood
It upsets me when someone you find intersting starts lying
It’s not the lies that upsets me, in fact
Rather, it’s the fact that whatever interesting they say carries no weight or bears no depth
What once was a heavy matter your thoughts entertained or a deep body of water you let your soul dove in… Seems nothing, not even a thin filament of a matter.
It’s sad. Because, when one means nothing anymore… it degenerates, negates beyond nil. It’s even worse than annulment.
What once was beautiful, becomes unsightful.
It’s not the lies. It’s what the lies do.
▼it’s raining hard outsidei, sheltered, am high and drynot scared of the stormbut maybe of a storm only i could fathomdry yet drenched…in the fear of uncertainty, andin the fear of the certaintyand yet, i find comfort in the ironythat i’d be better sheltered by choosing eitheryet, for now, i’ll stay drenchedI embrace the beauty here
▼i consider us all equal
it does not matter how old we are, we’re scared when we’re scared yet, it matters how old we are, to have the courage to face what we’re scared of. i think, courage is life’s accumulated lessons and experiences solidified at certain points in our lives… so we may use them when we need to consider things as intelligent empathic adults should.
i, in some circumstances, am afraid to use courage in defense of my ego. and yet, circumstance, sometimes, pushes me to use courage when I need to set my ego aside. strange what circumstance can do. in either situation, i regret not when i set my ego aside, to at least try to fix what’s broken, save what’s worth saving or let go what doesn’t work anymore.
i’m scared. but i’ll try to use courage in every intimidating circumstance. i don’t want to disappoint my older self.
"Life shrinks or expands in proportion to one’s courage" - Anais Nin