Has the dark shadow really disappeared? Or is it inside me, concealed, waiting for its chance to reappear? Like a clever thief hidden inside a house, breathing quietly, waiting until everyoneโs asleep. I have looked deep inside myself, trying to detect something that might be there. But just as our consciousness is a maze, so too is our body. Everywhere you turn thereโs darkness, and a blind spot. Everywhere you find silent hints, everywhere a surprise is waiting for you.
Haruki Murakami..finally he was just another ant, working and working until he died without meaning.
Haruki MurakamiIt doesnโt matter how old I get, but as long as I continue to live Iโll always discover something new about myself.
Haruki MurakamiIf I choose to write about sheep, it's just because I happened to write about sheep. There is no deep significance.
Haruki MurakamiWith the advent of winter, her eyes seemed to take on a greater transparency, a transparency that lead nowhere. Occassionally, for no particular reason, Naoko would gaze into my eyes as if searching for something. Each time I was filled with odd sensations of lonliness and inadequecy.
Haruki Murakami