sometimes i'd wake up at two or three in the morning and not be able to fall asleep again. i'd get out of bed, go to the kitchen, and pour myself a whiskey. glass in hand, i'd look down at the darkened cemetary across teh way and the headlights of the cars on the road. the moments of time linking night and dawn were long and dark. if i could cry, it might make things easier. but what would i cry over? i was too self centered to cry for other people, too old to cry for myself.
Haruki MurakamiSometimes, however, this sense of isolation, like acid spilling out of a bottle, can unconsciously eat away at a personโs heart and dissolve it.
Haruki MurakamiI didn't want to be a writer, but I became one. And now I have many readers, in many countries. I think that's a miracle. So I think I have to be humble regarding this ability. I'm proud of it and I enjoy it, and it is strange to say it this way, but I respect it.
Haruki MurakamiWhat's really important here," I whispered loudly to myself,"is not the big things other people have thought up, but the small things you, yourself have
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