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@thegameoflife-me
If land was water and water was land [990 x 589]
I dreamed this once!
dude…..
I found a Bill Evans record in the bookcase and was listening to it while drying my hair when I realized that it was the record I had played in Naoko's room on the night of her birthday, the night she cried and I took her in my arms. That had happened only six months earlier, but it felt like something from a much remoted past. Maybe it felt that way because I had thought about it so often — too often, to the point where it had distorted my sense of time.
Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood
Nihil inimicus quam sibi ipse.
Cicerone, Epistole ad Attico (10, 12a, 3)
“Niente vi è più nemico di se stessi”.
(via nonsordiricordimavividilividi)
"I do need that time, though, for Naoko's face to appear. And as the years have passed, the time has grown longer. The sad truth is that what I could recall in five seconds all too soon needed ten, then thirty, then a full minute - like shadows lenghtening at the dusk."
Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood
Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood
Se hai solo voglia di pensare che tra poco è primavera.
Afterhours (via littlesweethyena)
Imparerai a tue spese che nel lungo tragitto della vita incontrerai tante maschere e pochi volti.
Luigi Pirandello (via la-ragazza-con-gli-occhi-marroni)
Non bisogna giudicare il buon Dio da questo mondo, perché è uno schizzo che gli è venuto male.
Vincent van Gogh
Trip on the Como lake, pictures stolen to a winter nature