“Things change every day . . . With each new dawn it's not the same world as the day before. And you're not the same person you were either.”— Haruki Murakami, amazon.com
“I am the seasons, I think sometimes, January, May, November; the mud, the mist, the dawn. I cannot be tossed about, or float gently, or mix with other people.”— Virginia Woolf, amazon.com