“When I first met you, I felt a kind of contradiction in you. You’re seeking something, but at the same time, you are running away for all you’re worth.”
— Haruki Murakami, Kafka on the Shore
I’d begun to grow weary of my constant daydreaming because, as I retreated more often into fantasy, it had become a reminder of my growing discontent with real life.
Isn’t it Pretty to Think So? - Nick Miller (via treesofreverie)
(Unfortunately, this sentence is fact … not fiction.)