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“it may well be the ultimate feeling of romantic love. but it's also the ultimate form of loneliness. like two sides of a coin. the two extremes are stuck together, and can never be separated.”
― Haruki Murakami, First Person Singular: Stories

“these memories return to me sometimes, traveling down a very long passageway to arrive. and when they do, their unexpected power shakes me to the core. like an autumn wind that gusts at night, swirling fallen leaves in a forest, flattening the pampas grass in fields, and pounding hard on the doors to people's homes, over and over again.”
― Haruki Murakami, First Person Singular: Stories

“It’s his father’s fault,” she said unemotionally. “The Yozo we knew was so easy-going and amusing, and if only he hadn’t drunk—no, even though he did drink—he was a good boy, an angel.”
― Osamu Dazai, No Longer Human

“This year I am twenty-seven. My hair has become much greyer. Most people would take me for over forty.”
― Osamu dazai, No Longer Human