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Something will work out tomorrow, I thought. And if not, then tomorrow I'll do some thinking. Ob—la-di, ob-la-da, life goes on.

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Dreaming is the day job of novelists, but sharing our dreams is a still more important task for us. We cannot be novelists without this sense of shari...more

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I myself, as I’m writing, don’t know who did it. The readers and I are on the same ground. When I start to write a story, I don’t know the conclusion ...more

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All kinds of things are happening to me." I begin. ,,Some I choose, some I didn't. I don't know how to tell one from the other any more. What I mean i...more

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You lost all interest in this world. You were disappointed and discouraged, and lost interest in everything. So you abandoned your physical body. You ...more

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And once the storm is over, you won’t remember how you made it through, how you managed to survive. You won’t even be sure, whether the storm is reall...more

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People do change. And no matter how close we once were, and how much we opened up to each other, maybe neither of us know anything substantial about t...more

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People do change. And no matter how close we once were, and how much we opened up to each other, maybe neither if us know anything substantial about t...more

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As we go through life we gradually discover who we are, but the more we discover, the more we lose ourselves.

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How can I be strong when I do not know my own mind? I am lost.""That's not true. You are not lost. It's just that your own thoughts are being kept fro...more

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When someone is trying very hard to get something, they don't. And when they're running away from something as hard as they can, it usually catches up...more

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In ancient times, people weren't just male or female, but one of three types: male/male, male/female, female/female. In other words, each person was m...more

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Time weighs down on you like an old, ambiguous dream. You keep on moving, trying to sleep through it. But even if you go to the ends of the earth, you...more

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A deaf composer's like a cook who's lost his sense of taste. A frog that's lost its webbed feet. A truck driver with his license revoked. That would t...more

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Fate seems to be taking me in some even stranger directions.