It was as if I were writing letters to hold together the pieces of my crumbling life.
Haruki MurakamiWhat a terrible thing it is to wound someone you really care for and to do it so unconsciously.
Haruki MurakamiThey sat on a park bench, held hands, and told each other their stories hour after hour. They were not lonely anymore. They had found and been found by their 100% perfect other. What a wonderful thing it is to find and be found by your 100% perfect other. It's a miracle, a cosmic miracle.
Haruki MurakamiWriting a long novel is like survival training. Physical strength is as necessary as artistic sensitivity.
Haruki MurakamiYouโre here,โ I continued. โAt least you look as if youโre here. But maybe you arenโt. Maybe itโs just your shadow. The real you may be someplace else. Or maybe you already disappeared, a long, long time ago. I reach out my hand to see, but youโve hidden yourself behind a cloud of probablys. Do you think we can go on like this forever?
Haruki Murakami