Memory is like fiction: or else it's fiction that's like memory. — Haruki Murakami, The Elephant Vanishes
Memory is like fiction: or else it's fiction that's like memory. — Haruki Murakami, The Elephant Vanishes
Memory is like fiction: or else it's fiction that's like memory. — Haruki Murakami, The Elephant Vanishes
Memory is like fiction: or else it's fiction that's like memory. — Haruki Murakami, The Elephant Vanishes
Memory is like fiction: or else it's fiction that's like memory. — Haruki Murakami, The Elephant Vanishes
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Memory is like fiction: or else it's fiction that's like memory.

— Haruki Murakami, The Elephant Vanishes
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