What if I’ve forgotten the most important thing? What if somewhere inside me there is a dark limbo where all the truly important memories are heaped and slowly turning into mud?...the thought fills me with an almost unbearable sorrow. — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
“Are you mad?” “Why would I be mad?” “I’m covered in mud.” “Are you sure that’s mud? I thought you were covered in the dreams you made in the dirt.” — Lisa Henry Copy Share Image
