You said that the mind is like the wind but perhaps it is we who are like the wind Knowing nothing, simply blowing through. Never aging, never dying.
Haruki MurakamiEverything. Things you lost. Things youโre gonna lose. Everything. Hereโs where it all ties together.
Haruki MurakamiReading was like an addiction; I read while I ate, on the train, in bed until late at night, in school, where I'd keep the book hidden so I could read during class. Before long I bought a small stereo and spent all my time in my room, listening to jazz records. But I had almost no desire to talk to anyone about the experience I gained through books and music. I felt happy just being me and no one else. In that sense I could be called a stack-up loner.
Haruki Murakami..finally he was just another ant, working and working until he died without meaning.
Haruki Murakami