Inside him, twenty years dissolved and mixed into one complex, swirling whole. Everything that had accumulated over the years-- all he had seen, all the words he has spoken, all the values he had held-- all of it coalesced into one solid, thick pillar in his heart, the core of which was spinning like a potter's wheel. Wordlessly, Tengo observed the scene, as if watching the destruction and rebirth of a planet.
Haruki MurakamiIn dreams you don't need to make any distinctions between things. Not at all. Boundaries don't exist. So in dreams there are hardly ever collisions. Even if there are, they don't hurt. Reality is different. Reality bites. Reality, reality.
Haruki MurakamiIโve never once thought about how I was going to die,โ she said. โI canโt think about it. I donโt even know how Iโm going to live.
Haruki MurakamiWas it Aristotle who said the human soul is composed of reason, will, and desire?โ โNo, that was Plato. Aristotle and Plato were as different as Mel Tormรฉ and Bing Crosby. In any case, things were a lot simpler in the old days,โ Komatsu said. โWouldnโt it be fun to imagine reason, will, and desire engaged in a fierce debate around a table?
Haruki MurakamiIn this world, there are things you can only do alone, and things you can only do with somebody else. It's important to combine the two in just the right amount.
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