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Of course anyone who truly loves books buys more of them than he or she can hope to read in one fleeting lifetime. A good book, resting unopened in its slot on a shelf, full of majestic potentiality, is the most comforting sort of intellectual wallpaper.
—David Quaimen (via alighthouseofwords)
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If people lived forever— if they never got any older— if they could just go on living in this world, never dying, always healthy— do you think they’d bother to think hard about things, the way we’re doing now? I mean, we think about just about everything, more or less— philosophy, psychology, logic. Religion. Literature. I kinda think, if there were no such thing as death, that complicated thoughts and ideas like that would never come into the world. I mean— I mean… this is what i think, but… people have to think seriously about what it means for to be alive here and now because they know they’re going to die sometime. Right? Who would think about what it means to be alive if they were going to go on living forever? Why would they have to bother? Or even if they should bother, they’d probably just figure, ‘Oh, well, I’ve go plnety of time for that. I’ll think about it later.’ But we can’t wait till later. We’ve got to think about it right this second.
Death is this huge, bright thing, and the bigger and brighter it is, the more we have to drive ourselves crazy thinking about things.
—May Kasahara from The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle (via man-p)
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Is it possible, in the final analysis, for one human being to achieve perfect understanding of another?
We can invest enormous time and energy in serious efforts to know another person, but in the end, how close can we come to that person’s essence? We convince ourselves that we know the other person well, but do we really know anything important about anyone?
—-Haruki Murakami, The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle (via the-storm-is-you)
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Is it possible, in the final analysis, for one human being to achieve perfect understanding of another?
We can invest enormous time and energy in serious efforts to know another person, but in the end, how close can we come to that person’s essence? We convince ourselves that we know the other person well, but do we really know anything important about anyone?
—-Haruki Murakami, The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle (via the-storm-is-you)
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