May 23
Do you have someone you can’t live with and without? For the most cases, you will have to let them go in the end.
Mar 29
On the edge of everythin’
Feb 04
Later is better
Jan 17
I think about you all the time. I think about you even when you’re with me. I look at you, I can’t stop looking at you. I look at you, and I think, “That woman… That woman knows who I am and loves me anyway.
Jan 17
- If I told you I loved you, would it make any difference?
- If you told me or if I believed you?
- I love you. I really do. I don’t know why you would believe me. I don’t know why we’d believe anything anymore. I just keep having this fantasy that we suddenly snap out of it, that we come out of this and be like people are supposed to be, like, trusting and honest.
- We’re not like other people.
- I know that. Don’t you think I know that? Do you have any idea how frustrating it is to know that you are the only man who could ever possibly understand me? Look, I know who you are. And I love you anyway.
Claire Stenwick and Ray Koval
Jan 05
There should be someone you can rely on for the whole life, not the closest ones to you but the one you know that always be there for you, and you can think of when you are on the brink of ruin.
Dec 06
the best way to show you love a topic isn’t to write it a love letter but to treat it in an uncompromising manner.
Dec 03
Nov 03
Giờ chỉ cần tưởng tượng ra một cuộc sống mà hằng ngày mỗi người đều thấy bày ra trước mắt không phải hai hay ba mà hàng tá lựa chọn, thì ta có thể bắt đầu vỡ lẽ tại sao thế giới hiện đại, ngay cả với tất cả ưu thế của nó, lại trở thành một cỗ máy tạo ra chứng loạn thần kinh năng suất nhất. Sống ở thế giới đầy rẫy sự lựa chọn đó, nhiều người trong số chúng ta đơn giản là bị kiệt sức do thiếu cả quyết. Hoặc chúng ta sẽ hết lần này đến lần khác làm trật bánh xe trong hành trình cuộc đời, quay trở lại để thử những cánh cửa mà chúng ta đã bỏ qua trong lần đầu tiên, nỗ lực đến tuyệt vọng làm cho mọi chuyện đúng đắn trong lần này. Hoặc chúng ta bất đắc dĩ trở thành những người hay so sánh - luôn luôn so sánh cuộc sống của mình với cuộc sống của người khác, thầm nhủ phải chăng lẽ ra mình nên chọn hướng đi của cô ấy.
Elizabeth Gilbert, “Commited”
Oct 29
the wind and the land
the fire and the rain
always stay the same
Sep 30
It’s a not-happy-but-good ending for September.
Sep 03
Sometimes fate is like a small sandstorm that keeps changing directions. You change direction but the sandstorm chases you. You turn again, but the storm adjusts. Over and over you play this out, like some ominous dance with death just before dawn. Why? Because this storm isn’t something that blew in from far away, something that has nothing to do with you. This storm is you. Something inside of you. So all you can do is give in to it, step right inside the storm, closing your eyes and plugging up your ears so the sand doesn’t get in, and walk through it, step by step. There’s no sun there, no moon, no direction, no sense of time. Just fine white sand swirling up into the sky like pulverized bones. That’s the kind of sandstorm you need to imagine.
And you really will have to make it through that violent, metaphysical, symbolic storm. No matter how metaphysical or symbolic it might be, make no mistake about it: it will cut through flesh like a thousand razor blades. People will bleed there, and you will bleed too. Hot, red blood. You’ll catch that blood in your hands, your own blood and the blood of others.
And once the storm is over you won’t remember how you made it through, how you managed to survive. You won’t even be sure, in fact, whether the storm is really over. But one thing is certain. When you come out of the storm you won’t be the same person who walked in. That’s what this storm’s all about.”
Haruki Murakami - Kafka on the Shore
