“Allah is the Protector of those who believe. He brings them out from Darkness into Light”
It is a long distance I must travel. The darkness gathers moment by moment. My balance degenerates. I stop again and again to stir up the strength to persevere, to press the numbness from my nerves. I feel the visit of night.
Haruki Murakami, Hard-Boiled Wonderland 150 (via sleepybman)
What was lost was lost. There was no retrieving it, however you schemed, no returning to how things were, no going back.
Haruki Murakami, Hard-Boiled Wonderland 164 (via sleepybman)
One beautiful April morning, on a narrow side street in Tokyo’s fashionable Harujuku neighborhood, I walked past the 100% perfect girl.
Tell you the truth, she’s not that good looking. She doesn’t stand out in any way. Her clothes are nothing special. The back of her hair is still bent out of…
The sound of the rain is my favorite melody.