Listening to the music while stretching her body close to its limit, she was able to attain a mysterious calm. She was simultaneously the torturer and the tortured, the forcer and the forced. This sense of inner-directed self-sufficiency was what she wanted most of all. It gave her deep solace.
Haruki MurakamiAs if to build a fence around the fatal emptiness inside her, she had to create a sunny person that she became. But if you peeled away the ornamental egos that she had built, there was only an abbys of nothingness and the intense thirst that came with it. Though she tried to forget it, the nothingness would visit her periodically - on a lonely rainy afternoon, or at dawn when she woke up from a nightmare. What she needed at such times was to be held by someone, anyone.
Haruki MurakamiI didn't feel like I was in my own body; my body was just a lonely, temporary container I happened to be borrowing.
Haruki MurakamiSometimes I feel so- I donโt know - lonely. The kind of helpless feeling when everything youโre used to has been ripped away. Like thereโs no more gravity, and Iโm left to drift in outer space with no idea where Iโm goingโ Like a little lost Sputnik?โ I guess so.
Haruki MurakamiThe ocean was one of the greatest things he had ever seen in his lifeโbigger and deeper than anything he had imagined. It changed its color and shape and expression according to time and place and weather. It aroused a deep sadness in his heart, and at the same time it brought his heart peace and comfort.
Haruki Murakami