Haruki Murakami. Wonderland without brakes and end of the world (№ 33158)

The sofa in the lab was just excellent. Not too hard, not too soft; the pillow is folded under the head. Executing orders in various offices, I was resting on a variety of sofas, and qualified to declare: really comfortable sofas in the world will not meet. In the vast majority, it's a common punching, bought at random: look - seems to be top class, and try to lie down - you will damn all on light. To be honest, I don't understand why people are so careless about choosing sofas.
I am convinced, though it may be a prejudice, as a person chooses a sofa, you can judge his character. Sofa separate world with its immutable laws. But understand this is the only one who grew up on the good sofa. About the same as grow up on good music or good literature. A good sofa gives life to this good sofa but a bad sofa breeds nothing but another bad sofa. Alas, it is.
I know many people who drive super-luxury cars, but in my house resting on the second, if not third-rate sofas. Such people do not really want to trust. In an expensive car certainly has its advantages - but, whatever you say, it's just an expensive car. This will buy any - would be money. But in order to buy a good sofa, needs its own view of the world, his experience, his own philosophy. Money, of course, also needed, but money alone won't suffice. Without a clear idea of what's good for you in the life of the sofa, the perfect option to choose.