“I have this strange feeling that I’m not myself anymore. It’s hard to put into words, but I guess it’s like I was fast asleep, and someone came, disassembled me, and hurriedly put me back together again. That sort of feeling.”— Haruki Murakami, Sputnik Sweetheart (via infpisme)
“I am too full of life to be half loved.”— Ijeoma Umebinyuo
(via purplebuddhaquotes)
درد
my dear when i tell you how
the world is not permanent
nor anything in it
I am trying to tell you
that the ache in your heart
is just as temporary
as the temporary world
that caused it
“This is the secret of the stars, I tell myself. In the end, we are alone. No matter how close you seem, no one else can touch you.”— Beth Revis, Across the Universe
(via the-book-diaries)
