“And truly it little matters what I say, this or that or any other thing. Saying is inventing. Wrong, very rightly wrong. You invent nothing, you think you are inventing, you think you are escaping, and all you do is stammer out your lesson, the remnants of a pensum one day got by heart and long forgotten, life without tears, as it is wept. ” 
― Samuel Beckett, Molloy

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Bad video, good song.

Now all you can do is wait. It must be hard for you, but there is a right time for everything. Like the ebb and flow of tides. No one can do anything to change them. When it is time to wait, you must wait.

— Haruki Murakami/ The Wind Up Bird Chronicle

ערב חג.

Deep rivers run quiet.   — Haruki Murakami

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Chaotic birds.