"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 alittle room where we store those memories. A room like the stacks in this library. And to understand the workings of your 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 likve forever in your own private library"
-Haruki Murakami