“What a terrible thing it is to wound someone you really care for and to do it so unconsciously.”
―
Haruki Murakami,
Norwegian Wood
“What makes us the most normal," said Reiko, "is knowing that we're not normal.”
―
Haruki Murakami,
Norwegian Wood
“When it's raining like this," said Naoko, "it feels as if we're the
only ones in the world. I wish it would just keep raining so the three
of us could stay together.”
―
Haruki Murakami,
Norwegian Wood
“I read Naoko's letter again and again, and each time I read it I would
be filled with the same unbearable sadness I used to feel whenever Naoko
stared into my eyes. I had no way to deal with it, no place I could
take it to or hide it away. Like the wind passing over my body, it had
neither shape nor weight, nor could I wrap myself in it.”
―
Haruki Murakami,
Norwegian Wood
“Her cry was the saddest sound of orgasm that I had ever heard.”
―
Haruki Murakami,
Norwegian Wood
“I wrote a huge number of letters that spring: one a week to Naoko,
several to Reiko, and several more to Midori. I wrote letters in the
classroom, I wrote letters at my desk at home with Seagull in my lap, I
wrote letters at empty tables during my breaks at the Italian
restaurant. It was as if I were writing letters to hold together the
pieces of my crumbling life.”
―
Haruki Murakami,
Norwegian Wood
“Count your blessings”
―
Haruki Murakami
“Where the road sloped upward beyond the trees, I sat and looked toward
the building where Naoko lived. It was easy to tell which room was hers.
All I had to do was find the one window toward the back where a faint
light trembled. I focused on that point of light for a long, long time.
It made me think of something like the final throb of a soul's dying
embers. I wanted to cup my hands over what was left and keep it alive. I
went on watching the way Jay Gatsby watched that tiny light on the
opposite shore night after night.”
―
Haruki Murakami,
Norwegian Wood
“If you only read the books that everyone else is reading, you can only think what everyone else is thinking. ”
―
Haruki Murakami,
Norwegian Wood
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