“Lost opportunities, lost possibilities, feelings we can never get back.
That's part of what it means to be alive. But inside our heads - at
least that's where I imagine it - there's a little room where we store
those memories. A room like the stacks in this library. And to
understand the workings of our own heart we have to keep on making new
reference cards. We have to dust things off every once in awhile, let
in fresh air, change the water in the flower vases. In other words,
you'll live forever in your own private library.”
―
Haruki Murakami,
Kafka on the Shore
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