Whenever she felt like crying, she would instead become angryโat someone else or at herselfโwhich meant that it was rare for her to shed tears.
Haruki MurakamiSo this was how secrets got started, I thought to myself. People constructed them little by little.
Haruki MurakamiThe sun sliced through the windshield, sealing me in light. I closed my eyes and felt the warmth on my eyelids. Sunlight traveled a long distance to reach this planet; an infinitesimal portion of that sunlight was enough to warm my eyelids. I was moved. That something as insignificant as an eyelid had its place in the workings on the universe, that the cosmic order did not overlook this momentary fact.
Haruki MurakamiI dream. Sometimes I think thatโs the only right thing to do. To dream, to live in the world of dreams. But it doesnโt last forever. Wakefulness always comes to take me back.
Haruki Murakami