and you'll be alone
and you'll change
only then will you understand
"I stared back at her, but her eyes told me nothing. Strangely transparent, they seemed like windows to a world beyond, but however long I peered into their depths, there was nothing I could see. Our faces were no more than ten inches apart, but she was light-years away from me."
- Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood (via seabois)
"Memories do not always soften with time; some grow edges like knives."
- Barbara Kingsolver, The Lacuna (via seabois)