Writing is like playing music. I write a sentence using the same rhythm as that used in performing music. When I had a talk with (internationally known conductor) Seiji Ozawa and told him this, he was so surprised that he asked me, ‘Is there rhythm in writing?’
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| — | Haruki Murakami (via murakamistuff) |
Empty days. Weeping. Everything difficult, wrong, and yet right after all.
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| — | Franz Kafka, from The Blue Octavo Notebooks (1917-1919) |
