I mean, the ones on trial are not like me in any way: theyre a different kind of human being. They live in a different world, they think different thoughts, and their actions are nothing like mine. Between the world they live in and the world I live in theres this thick, high wall. At least, thats how I saw it at first. ...I became a lot less sure of myself. In other words, I started seeing it like this: that there really was no such thing as a wall separating their world from mine. Or if there was such a wall, it was probably a flimsy one made of papier-mache. The second I leaned on it, Id probably fall right through and end up on the other side. Or maybe its that the other side has already managed to sneak its way inside of us, and we just havent noticed. - Haruki Murakami
Posted on: Wed, 01 Oct 2014 12:42:35 +0000
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