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I don't go out of my way to make friends, that's all.
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But I didn't walk a single step. I stopped a lot to stretch, but I never walked. I didn't come here to walk. I came to run. That's the reason-the only reason-I flew all the way to the northern tip of Japan. No matter how slow I might run, I wasn't about to walk. That was the rule.
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"I guess I've been waiting so long I'm looking for perfection. That makes it tough." "Waiting for perfect love?" "No, even I know better than that. I'm looking for selfishness. Like, say I tell you I want to eat strawberry shortcake. And you stop everything you're doing and run out and buy it for me. And you come back out of breath and get down on your knees and hold this strawberry shortcake out to me. And I say I don't want it anymore and throw it out the window. That's what I'm looking for."
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Problem is, once I sit at my desk and put all these down on paper. I realize something vital is missing. It doesn't crystallize - no crystals, just pebbles. And I'm not transported anywhere.
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Being active every day makes it easier to hear that inner voice.
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Death was not the opposite of life. It was already here, within my being, it had always been here, and no struggle would permit me to forget that.
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A short story I have written long ago would barge into my house in the middle of the night, shake me awake and shout, 'Hey,this is no time for sleeping! You can't forget me, there's still more to write!' Impelled by that voice, I would find myself writing a novel. In this sense, too, my short stories and novels connect inside me in a very natural, organic way.
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Even so, there were times I saw freshness and beauty. I could smell the air, and I really loved rock 'n' roll. Tears were warm, and girls were beautiful, like dreams. I liked movie theaters, the darkness and intimacy, and I liked the deep, sad summer nights.
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It's good when food tastes good, it's kind of like proof you're alive.
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I'm a very ordinary human being; I just happen to like reading books.
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Everyone who has something is afraid of losing it, and people with nothing are worried they'll forever have nothing. Everyone is the same.
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Gays, lesbians, straights, feminists, fascist pigs, communists, Hare Krishnas - none of them bother me. I don't care what banner they raise. But what I can't stand are hollow people. When I'm with them I just can't bare it, and wind up saying things I shouldn't.
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Autumn finally arrived. And when it did, I came to a decision. Something had to give: I couldn't keep on living like this.
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I probably still haven’t completely adapted to the world. I don’t know, I feel like this isn’t the real world. The people, the scene: they just don’t seem real to me.
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In long-distance running the only opponent you have to beat is yourself, the way you used to be.
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Most young people were getting jobs in big companies, becoming company men. I wanted to be individual.
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I'm always tripped up by the eternal who am I?
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You've already decided what you're going to do, and all that's left is to set the wheels in motion. I mean, it's your life. Basically, you gotta go with what you think is right.
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Once she was out of the car and gone, my world was suddenly hollow and meaningless.
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But metaphors help eliminate what separates you and me.
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But if you knew you might not be able to see it again tomorrow, everything would suddenly become special and precious, wouldn’t it?
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It’s pretty thin, the wall separating healthy confidence and unhealthy Pride.
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She gave me this look – she might have been watching from a lifeboat as the ship went down. Or maybe it was the other way around.
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No matter what form the relationship might take, he was the only person she could picture sharing her life with.