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“She wanted Tengo to hold her in his arms, to caress her with his big hands. She wanted her whole body to feel his warmth, to have him stroke her from head to toe and warm her up. I want him to take away this chill I feel in my body's core. Then I want him to come inside me and stir me with all his might, like a spoon in a cup of cocoa, slowly, to the very bottom. If he would do that for me, I wouldn't mind dying right then and there. Really.”
― Haruki Murakami, 1Q84 #1-2

“And something inside me resisted renewing the cycle again, here too, this time too, giving another push to the wheel of life and cultivating one more new prey for ravenous death. I didn't want to. Let the place stand empty.”
― Hermann Hesse, Trees: An Anthology of Writings and Paintings

“Now, in the place that had once belonged to this old friend, there was a hole - the little world had a little rip in it, through which the void, death and horror could peek in.”
― Hermann Hesse, Trees: An Anthology of Writings and Paintings

“There is nothing we can count on in this world, not even trees! They, too, can abandon you, die on you, leave you in the lurch one day and cross over into the great darkness and vanish forever!”
― Hermann Hesse, Trees: An Anthology of Writings and Paintings