View from the pier yesterday.
“At another level, middle-aged suicide—the vanquishing of someone who has fought off the urge for decades—is especially catastrophic. It implies the defeated acknowledgment that if things aren’t better by now, they won’t be getting better.”
Shot from my Olympus point and shoot on the Mistral back in Michigan.
“What really shocked him, though, was how happy she looked. When she talked with that man, her whole face lit up. She had never showed such an unguarded expression when she was with Tsukuru, not once. With him, she always maintained a cool, controlled look. More than anything else, that’s what tore, unbearably, at his heart.”
— Colorless Tsukuru Tazaki by Haruki Murakami, pg. 256
“I didn’t realize it, but the days came along one after another, and then two years were gone, and everything was gone, and I was gone.”
— F. Scott Fitzgerald, Babylon Revisted
“Mental pain is less dramatic than physical pain, but it is more common and also more hard to bear. The frequent attempt to conceal mental pain increases the burden: it is easier to say My tooth is aching than to say My heart is broken.”
“At night he read for two hours or so, mostly history or biographies. A long-standing habit. Habit, in fact, was what propelled his life forward.”
— Colorless Tsukuru Tazaki by Haruki Murakami, pg. 56
Death of summer in Union Square.
“All that remained now was a sort of quiet resignation. A colorless, neutral, empty feeling.”
— Colorless Tsukuru Tazaki by Haruki Murakami, pg. 52
“Even now that feeling would sometimes spring up. The sense of leaving himself. Of observing his own pain as if it were not his own.”
— Colorless Tsukuru Tazaki by Haruki Murakami, pg. 46
“Well, I feel more often how dull and insignificant I am for other people. And for myself.”
— Colorless Tsukuru Tazaki by Haruki Murakami, pg. 43