“I sometimes think that people’s hearts are like deep wells. Nobody knows what’s at the bottom. All you can do is imagine by what comes floating to the surface every once in a while.”—Haruki Murakami. Blind Willow, Sleeping Woman. (via gwendah)
“You’re not such a bad cook,” Yuki said.
“No, not true. I just put my heart into it. That’s the difference. It’s a question of attitude. If you really work at something, you can do it, up to a point. If you really work at being happy, you can do it, up to a point.”
“But anything more than that, you can’t.”
“Anything more than that is luck,” i said.
“You really know how to depress people, don’t you? Is that what you call being adult?”—Haruki Murakami. Dance Dance Dance.
“You still want me, now that it’s the morning?” she asked.
“I still want you,” I said. “I want you more than I wanted you yesterday.”
“I’ve never had anyone want me so much before.”
“No one’s ever wanted you?”
“Not the way you do,” she said. “It’s like being in a nice, warm room. Nice and cozy.”
“Well, stay put. There’s no reason ever to leave.”
“Are *you* going to stay put?”
“Yes, I am going to stay put.”—Haruki Murakami. Dance Dance Dance.