A personโs destiny is something you look back at afterwards, not something to be known in advance.
Haruki MurakamiIโm not good at talking,โ Naoko said. โHavenโt been for the longest while. I start to say something and the wrong words come out. Wrong or sometimes completely backward. I try to go back and correct it, but things get even more complicated and confused, so that I donโt even remember what I started to say in the first place. Like I was split into two or something, one half chasing the other. And thereโs this big pillar in the middle and they go chasing each other around and around it. The other me always latches onto the right word and this me absolutely never catches up
Haruki MurakamiThere were plenty of women around who dressed smartly, and plenty more who dressed to impress, but this girl was different. Totally different. She wore her clothing with such utter naturalness and grace that she could have been a bird that had wrapped itself in a special wind as it made ready to fly off to another world. He had never seen a woman who wore her clothes with such apparent joy. And the clothes themselves looked as if, in being draped on her body, they had won new life for themselves.
Haruki Murakami