Norwegian Wood

by Haruki Murakami

I heard the wind with unusual clarity.

I couldn’t get him to tell me why Storm Trooper had disappeared. This was a man whose greatest joy in life was to control everything and keep others in the dark. Storm Trooper’s iceberg poster stayed

They all tell me I look like a concentration camp survivor. What’s this thing that guys have for girls with

“None. Life doesn’t require ideals. It requires standards of action.”

“True,” said Midori with a tilt of her head. “But if you’re looking for them, you usually find them. And if you don’t, you can always make up something harmless.”

androgynous

That’s how I learned flavourings. I’ve got pretty good intuition. I’m hopeless as a logical thinker, though.”

“It was a pain. I hated running out of smokes in the middle of the night. I don’t like having something control me that way.”

If I have left a wound inside you, it is not just your wound but mine as well.

still don’t know why she chose me. Was I another victim to her, or a source of salvation?

shrouded in the darkness of that curious little world of hers.

“People are strange when you’re a stranger.”

forcing stuff on each other.”

It’s easy to talk big, but the important thing is whether or not you clean up the shit.

There’s a special satisfaction in making wrinkled things smooth.