You know what I think? she says. That peoples memories are maybe the fuel they burn to stay alive. Whether those memories have any actual importance or not, it doesnt matter as far as the maintenance of life is concerned. Theyre all just fuel. Advertising fillers in the newspaper, philosophy books, dirty pictures in a magazine, a bundle of ten-thousand-yen bills: when you feed em to the fire, theyre all just paper. The fire isnt thinking Oh, this is Kant, or Oh, this is the Yomiuri evening edition, or Nice tits, while it burns. To the fire, theyre nothing but scraps of paper. Its the exact same thing. Important memories, not-so-important memories, totally useless memories: theres no distinction--theyre all just fuel. By Haruki Murakami
Posted on: Fri, 31 Jan 2014 19:02:38 +0000
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