Murakami Says

by Charlotte Reads Classics

“Sometimes I feel like the caretaker of a museum – a huge, empty museum where no one ever comes, and I’m watching over it for no one but myself.”

“The clouds were white and as narrow as bones, the sky wide open and high. The fragrance of the breeze, the tone of the light, the tiny flowers in the grass, the subtle reverberations that accompanied sounds: all these told me that autumn had come again, increasing the distance between me and the dead with each cycle of the seasons.”