You'd better leave your chromosomes at the door.

It's a massive liberation to finally see beyond the "Book" into you. You are an unfolding flow of Love...

You wake in the morning, you’re feeling fine, but all at once you think, “Something’s not right. Something’s off somewhere; what is it?” And then you remember that it’s your child—whichever one is unhappy. She circled the hall to close the door to

You know what I think?" she says. "That people's memories are maybe the fuel they burn to stay alive.

Written By Haruki Murakami

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