I thought, maybe I can open a book, maybe I can open more than one. I took three books and opened them on same pages.
“Losing is not an option,” “The truth sometimes reminds me of a city buried in a sand,” “You can hide memories, but you can’t erase history,” - Haruki Murakami, Colorless Tsukuru Tazaki
“..., so it was almost inevitable that he would be spotted at some point. Indeed it was surprising that it hadn’t happened before.” “He lived a different kind of a life in a different world.” “Before long he realised, that he didn’t belong to any groups. He was always alone.” “No change. Same size and shape. I’m still the same me. The world is still the same world. But something has started to change. She could feel it. It was like looking for differences between two identical pictures. Two pictures hang on the wall side by side. They look exactly alike, even with careful comparison. But when you examine the tiniest details, minuscule differences become apparent.” Haruki Murakami, 1Q84
“...they were matched in accomplishements, at the home, they were matched in hunger, in want.” “I have always tried to be, I always try to be.” “I’m not sure where to begin. Maybe with some nice words, although they are also nice words. I liked you right away. [...] I thought you were unusual: later, he’d speak of your goodness, but he never needed to explain it to me for I already knew you were.” - Hanya Yanagihara, A Little Life
