Norwegian Wood

by Haruki Murakami

“Like always,” said Nagasawa as if it had been nothing. “You take ’em, you pass. Group discussions, interviews … like screwin’ a chick.” “In other words, easy,”

This book becomes so funny if you interpret Watanabe as a self insert for Murakami in an effort to compensate for insecurity

“Are you saying you envy the way I live?” “No, I don’t,” I said. “I’m too used to being who I am.

“You’re the weirdest guy I’ve ever met,” I said. “You’re the straightest guy I’ve ever met,” he said. And he paid for us both.

HA and this is Murakamis dream to be told how straight he is by a womanizer. (i realize straight in this context means his total lack of mystery and intrigue)

“Oh, well … Anyhow, let’s stay here and watch for a while. We can sing songs. And if something bad happens, we can think about it then.”

I would have been hard-pressed to say she was good, but she did seem to enjoy her own music.

literally me

After downing a good-size lunch at a student eatery known for its good-size lunches, I was headed for the literature department library to do some research when I bumped into Midori Kobayashi.

probably just the translation but this is my Least favorite sentence ive read in 2025

“Wow, that’s some short skirt you’re wearing!” “Nice, huh?” “What do you do on stairways?” the doctor asked. “Nothing special. I let it all hang out,” said Midori. The nurse chuckled behind the doctor.

my coworker is an absolute freak for recc thisbook and this is one of the more mild passages