Mara

“I could hear my heart beating. I could hear everyone's heart. I could hear the human noise we sat there making, not one of us moving, not even when the room went dark.”
― Raymond Carver

“I love
all things,
not because they are passionate or sweet-smelling
but because,
I don't know,
because
this ocean is yours,
and mine:
these buttons
and wheels
and little
forgotten
treasures,
fans upon
whose feathers
love has scattered
its blossoms,
glasses, knives and
scissors --
all bear
the trace
of someone's fingers
on their handle or surface,
the trace of a distant hand
lost
in the depths of forgetfulness.”
― Pablo Neruda

“Un paradox al cărților scrise de alți oameni este că ele ne spun adesea mai multe despre propria noastră viață decât am fost în stare să înțelegem singuri.”
― Alain de Botton, On Seeing and Noticing

“People leave traces of themselves where they feel most comfortable, most worthwhile.”
― Haruki Murakami, Dance Dance Dance