" I’m not totally mad at you. I’m just sad. You’re all locked up in that little world of yours, and when I try knocking on the door, you just sort of look up for a second and go right back inside. "
-Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood
" Isn’t that what life is? Aren’t we all trapped in the dark somewhere? "
" Body cells replace themselves every month. Even at this very moment. Most everything you think you know about me is nothing more than memories. "
-Haruki Murakami, A Wild Sheep Chase
" Sometimes, however, this sense of isolation, like acid spilling out of a bottle, can unconsciously eat away at a person’s heart and dissolve it. You could see it, too, as a kind of double-edged sword. It protects me, but at the same time steadily cuts away at me from the inside. "
-Haruki Murakami, What I Talk About When I Talk About Running