𝑭𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒊𝒏 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒂 𝒎𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒌𝒆.

I want to love you with all my heart.

But somedays I wish to be loved too.

क्या आप मुझ पर खफ़ा हैं?

ये सासे जो पुकारती है मुझे, आपके हैं?

नस-नस में जो खून बेह रहा हैं,

न जाने कहाँ जा रहा हैं

काश इस जिंदगी ने बोल दी होती

सासे लेना क्या गुनाह हैं मेरी?

It was just a good joint, good conversations and a good fuck

Then why did my inner child feel safe with you?

oh i’m yours? carve your name into my chest then loser

Just as clay needs to go through intense heat to become strong, Love can only be perfected in pain.

Art is life, then it is also true that life must become art

—Geisha by Liza Crihfield Dalby

“I don’t care what you do to me, but I don’t want you to hurt me. I’ve had enough hurt already in my life. More than enough. Now I want to be happy.”

— Haruki Murakami

Sputnik Sweetheart made her think of Laika, the dog. The man-made satellite streaking soundlessly across the blackness of outer space. The dark, lustrous eyes of the dog gazing out the tiny window. In the infinite loneliness of space, what could the dog possibly be looking at?

— Haruki Murakami, Sputnik Sweetheart

I finally realized that I need her, that I want to see her and talk to her about all kinds of things. But I haven't been able to track her down. I suppose I should have started looking for her a lot sooner. It might have been much easier then.

—Tengo

Haruki Murakami, 1Q84, Book 2

—Srijita