Flowers in the city are like lipstick on a woman-it just makes you look better to have a little color.
“Every morning in Africa, a gazelle wakes up, it knows it must outrun the fastest lion or it will be killed.
Every morning in Africa, a lion wakes up. It knows it must run faster than the slowest gazelle, or it will starve.
It doesn’t matter whether you’re the lion or gazelle – when the sun comes up, you’d better be running!”
“Every one of us is losing something precious to us. 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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ˈprəʊsɛs/ : a series of actions or steps taken in order to achieve a particular end.
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