…For it seems as if everything
hides us. Look: trees do exist; the houses
that we live in still stand. We alone
fly past all things, fugitive as the wind.
And all things conspire to keep silent about us, half
out of shame perhaps, half as unutterable hope.
— Rilke (Duino Elegies - the Second Elegy)
Looks like a totally ordinary guy," says Komugi. "The ordinary-looking ones are the most dangerous," says Kaoru, rubbing her chin. "They carry around a shitload of stress.
— Haruki Murakami - After Dark (via murakamistuff)
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