Conversation between me and Haruki Murakami, never happened.
Haruki _ “There is also this in the world, the sadness of not being able to cry in hot tears. It's one of those things that you can't explain to anyone, and even if you could, nobody would understand it. Once, I tried to put it into words. But I hadn't found one that could express my feelings to others, indeed not even to myself, so I gave up. And I had closed both my words and my heart. Too deep sadness cannot take the form of tears.
"Me _ "Art and painting, on the other hand, can."
