I have this strange feeling that I'm not myself anymore. It's hard to put into words, but I guess it's like I was fast asleep, and someone came, disassembled me, and hurriedly put me back together again. That sort of feeling. — Haruki Murakami, Sputnik Sweetheart.

Sometimes I feel like a caretaker of a museum — a huge, empty museum where no one ever comes, and I’m watching over it for no one but myself. — Haruki Murakami, Pinball, 1973

I can never read all the books I want; I can never be all the people I want and live all the lives I want. I can never train myself in all the skills I want. And why do I want? I want to live and feel all the shades, tones and variations of mental and physical experience possible in life. And I am horribly limited. — Sylvia Plath

i tried to dream up to the stars, but i didn't know how to do that. i tried to find a star no one in all of history had ever wished on before, and wondered what would happen if i did. — Aimee Bender, The Rememberer