It was as if I were writing letters to hold together the pieces of my crumbling life.
Haruki MurakamiPainful is the stress when one cannot reproduce or convey vividly to others, however hard he tries, what he's experienced so intensely.
Haruki MurakamiNow and then may not be enoughโฆYou have to enjoy it while youโre still young. enjoy it to the fullest. You can use the memories of what you did to warm your body after you get old and canโt do it anymore.
Haruki MurakamiWe all die and disappear, but that's because the mechanism of the world itself is built on destruction and loss.
Haruki MurakamiWith the advent of winter, her eyes seemed to take on a greater transparency, a transparency that lead nowhere. Occassionally, for no particular reason, Naoko would gaze into my eyes as if searching for something. Each time I was filled with odd sensations of lonliness and inadequecy.
Haruki Murakami