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“But explaining men still assume I am, in some sort of obscene impregnation metaphor, an empty vessel to be filled with their wisdom and knowledge. A Freudian would claim to know what they have and I lack, but intelligence is not situated in the crotch—even if you can write one of Virginia Woolf’s long mellifluous musical sentences about the subtle subjugation of women in the snow with your willie.”
― Rebecca Solnit, Men Explain Things to Me

“What I think is this: You should give up looking for lost cats and start searching for the other half of your shadow.”
― Haruki Murakami, Kafka on the Shore

“You have always written before and you will write now. All you have to do is write one true sentence. Write the truest sentence that you know”
― Ernest Hemingway, A Moveable Feast

“Hey, what is it with you? Why are you so spaced out? You still haven't answered me."

I probably still haven't completely adapted to the world," I said after giving it some thought. "I don't know, I feel like this isn't the real world. The people, the scene: they just don't seem real to me."

Midori rested an elbow on the bar and looked at me. "There was something like that in a Jim Morrison song, I'm pretty sure."

People are strange when you're a stranger.”
― Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood