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“And once the storm is over you won’t remember how you made it through, how you managed to survive. You won’t even be sure, in fact, whether the storm is really over. But one thing is certain. When you come out of the storm you won’t be the same person who walked in. That’s what this storm’s all about.”
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“I want you always to remember me. Will you remember that I existed, and that I stood next to you here like this?”
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“Lei ha tanti problemi intrecciati tra loro in modo complesso, come una corda tutta aggrovigliata. E riuscire a scioglierli uno per uno è la cosa più essenziale. E per scioglierli tutti potrebbe volerci molto tempo oppure potrebbero dissolversi tutti insieme, in un solo istante.”
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“Forse era troppo controllata e sicura di sé per i gusti dei miei compagni, che probabilmente scambiavano questo suo atteggiamento per freddezza e arroganza. Io invece riuscivo a percepire l'umanità e la fragilità che si nascondevano dietro la facciata. Era come un bimbo piccolo che giochi a nascondino: andava sempre a rintanarsi negli angoli più appartati, con la speranza, però, che qualcuno prima o poi la trovasse.”
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“I might not be a god or a Buddha, but I do have a few connections. I’ll make sure you aren’t cursed.”
― Kafka on the Shore
― Kafka on the Shore
“Il vento trascinava le nuvole verso sud. Ma per quanto le spazzasse via, se ne formavano continuamente di nuove. Provenivano senz'altro da una terra dell'estremo nord, dove uomini decisi e ostinati, avvolti in pesanti abiti grigi, le fabbricavano in silenzio, dalla mattina alla sera. Come le api producono il miele, i ragni tessono le tele e la guerra genera vedove.”
― 1q84 vintage kel edicionesEd. 2013
― 1q84 vintage kel edicionesEd. 2013
“Se si concentra la mente su un'allucinazione, si ottiene solo di ingrandirla e di renderla più concreta, fino al punto che diventa reale”
― Kafka on the Shore
― Kafka on the Shore
“Each day was a carbon copy of the last. You needed a bookmark to tell one from the other.
That particular day was filled with the smell of autumn. I wrapped up work at the usual time, but when I got back to my apartment the twins were nowhere to be seen. I flopped into bed with my socks on, lit a cigarette, and let my mind wander. There were so many things I wanted to think about, but none took shape. Sighing, I sat up and glared at the white wall opposite the bed. I was stymied. Come on, man, I told myself, you can't stare at this damn wall forever. But that didn't help either. It was what the professor who oversaw my graduation thesis told me. Good style, clear argument, but you're not saying anything. That was my problem. Now I had a rare moment alone and I still couldn't get a handle on how to deal with myself.”
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That particular day was filled with the smell of autumn. I wrapped up work at the usual time, but when I got back to my apartment the twins were nowhere to be seen. I flopped into bed with my socks on, lit a cigarette, and let my mind wander. There were so many things I wanted to think about, but none took shape. Sighing, I sat up and glared at the white wall opposite the bed. I was stymied. Come on, man, I told myself, you can't stare at this damn wall forever. But that didn't help either. It was what the professor who oversaw my graduation thesis told me. Good style, clear argument, but you're not saying anything. That was my problem. Now I had a rare moment alone and I still couldn't get a handle on how to deal with myself.”
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“Reality was utterly coolheaded and utterly lonely.”
― 1q84 vintage kel edicionesEd. 2013
― 1q84 vintage kel edicionesEd. 2013
