The one thing I do have, though, is curiosity. I want to see what I can do out there in the big, tough world.
—Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood
5 notes
·
View notes
I focused on that point of light for a long, long time. It made me think of something like the final pulse of a soul's dying embers. I wanted to cup my hands over what was left and keep it alive.
Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood
0 notes
Something inside me had dropped away, and nothing came in to fill the empty cavern. There was an abnormal lightness to my body, and sounds had a hollow echo to them.
But the pain I felt was excruciating. It was as if my life had ended. Here I was in my early twenties and the best part of my life was over.
—Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood
3 notes
·
View notes
Death was not the opposite of life. It was already here, within my being, it had always been here, and no struggle would permit me to forget that.
No truth can cure the sadness we feel from losing a loved one. No truth, no sincerity, no strength, no kindness, can cure that sorrow. All we can do is see that sadness through to the end and leam something from it, but what we learn will be no help in facing the next sadness that comes to us without warning.
— Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood
13 notes
·
View notes
“We worked so hard, so hard, building our world one brick at a time. And when it fell apart, it happened just like that. Everything was gone before you knew it.”
— Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood
2 notes
·
View notes
“When your feelings build up and harden and die inside, then you're in big trouble.”
— Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood
3 notes
·
View notes
“I probably still haven't completely adapted to the world.’ I said after giving it some thought. "I don't know, I feel like this isn't the real world. The people, the scene: they just don’t seem real to me.”
— Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood
61 notes
·
View notes
This first wintry breeze reminds me of the warmth that has long been peeled off of my skin, of how cold I have learnt to stay despite myself.
9 notes
·
View notes
I want to be the one that helps you to release your long suffocated breath, that reminds you to stop squaring your stiff shoulders and bring them to rest, that tells you to unclench those soaring jaws, that makes you believe that speaking your heart is never a waste of time, that shows your tiny steps count for a lot, that tells you it is okay to take up a little more space, that reminds you it's okay to exist in this world.
— I want to be the one for you
2 notes
·
View notes
“Why is it that the pain keeps changing its form but never leaves?”
5 notes
·
View notes
When this world makes me want to leave it, to abandon and forget that such a godforsaken place even exists; there comes your light, beaming through the labyrinth of pitch dark hollowness. Despite all the disgust, your light makes me want to stay.
2 notes
·
View notes
“If only I could know when a storm is to, like an uninvited guest, knock at my door, I would perhaps pack the essentials: time — that was lost thinking that life is, by all odds, beautiful.”
2 notes
·
View notes
“But how can it be that I breathe every time while exhaling death like it is some dust that has settled deep inside me, lining every part of me. As if death lives in me, holding me tighter — never ready to leave — with every breath.”
1 note
·
View note
“Why do I find dirt wherever I dig for tulips? Why does this garden seem so lifeless after watching you wilt away?”
— Noor Shirazie, Into the Wildfire: Mourning Departures
203 notes
·
View notes
There are a few names buried in every body Names that were once the rhythm of your own beat Names that were a feeling, an entireness, a melody Names that eventually carved themselves out in you To leave you afraid of touching and seeing them breathe.
0 notes
A wave fills me with all the emotions speaking to you. And just when it feels like I am full of something magical that I couldn't have in a long time, the wave then turns about — its eyes deadly, dropped, shut — Leaving the memories in my mouth tasting of metal blood. And before I realise, I lie tucked in my place, devasted like never before.
0 notes
“Healing, like all the processes that matter, takes time.”
0 notes