Life holds no one back, we do it to ourselves.
Have you ever had that feeling? That you’d like to go to a whole different place and become a whole different self?
Haruki Murakami, The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle
I wanted all things to seem to make some sense,
so we could be happy, yes, instead of tense.
And I made up lies,
so they all fit nice,
and I made this sad world a paradise.
(from A Man Without A Conuntry) Kurt Vonnegut