Thanks to the long days of rain, the blades of grass glowed with a deep-green luster, and they gave off the smell of wildness unique to things that sink their roots into the earth.
Haruki MurakamiMemories and thoughts age, just as people do. But certain thoughts can never age, and certain memories can never fade.
Haruki MurakamiI used to think the years would go by in order, that you get older one year at a time. But it's not like that. It happens overnight.
Haruki Murakamisometimes 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 Murakami