I tried hard to forget, but there remained inside me a vague knot of air. And as time went by, the knot began to take on a clear and simple form, a form that I am able to put into words, like this: Death exists, not as the opposite but as a part of life.
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| — | Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood (via e-nui) |
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