
Norwegian Wood

I knew I should be doing some serious thinking, but I had no idea how to go about it. And, to tell the truth, thinking was the last thing I wanted to do. The time would come soon enough when I had no choice in the matter, and when that time came I would take a good, long while to think things over. Not now, though. Not now.
Haruki Murakami • Norwegian Wood
Passing the station, I thought about Naoko and our endless walking. It had all started from there. I realized that if I hadn’t run into Naoko on the train that Sunday in May, my life would have been very different from what it was now. But then I changed my mind: no, even if we hadn’t met that day, my life might not have been any different. We were
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We continued walking and window-shopping, and soon the street scene seemed more real to me than it had before. “I’m glad I ran into you,” I said. “I think I’m a little more adapted to the world now.” Midori stopped short and peered at me. “It’s true,” she said. “Your eyes are much more in focus than they were. See? Hanging out with me does you
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Hey, there, Kizuki, I thought. Unlike you, I’ve chosen to live – and to live the best I know how. Sure, it was hard for you. What the hell, it’s hard for me. Really hard. And all because you killed yourself and left Naoko behind. But that’s something I will never do. I will never, ever, turn my back on her. First of all, because I love her, and
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Ayumi Ishida
Haruki Murakami • Norwegian Wood
“I can never say what I want to say,” continued Naoko. “It’s been like this for a while now. I try to say something, but all I get are the wrong words – the wrong words or the exact opposite words from what I mean. I try to correct myself, and that only makes it worse. I lose track of what I was trying to say to begin with. It’s like I’m split in
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Thomas Mann’s The Magic Mountain.
Haruki Murakami • Norwegian Wood
zelkova tree
Haruki Murakami • Norwegian Wood
“You know, when we were playing pool before, something popped into my mind,” I said. “I was an only child, but all the time I was growing up I never once felt deprived or wished I had brothers or sisters. I was happy being alone. But all of a sudden, playing pool with you, I had this feeling that I wished I had had an elder sister like you – really
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