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The moon had been observing the earth close-up longer than anyone. But the moon remained silent; it told no stories. All it did was embrace the heavy past with a cool, measured detachment. No one could unlock the heart of the moon.

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Kafka On The Shore

As if to build a fence around the fatal emptiness inside her, she had to create the sunny person that she became. But if you peeled away the ornamental egos that she built, there was only an abyss of nothingness and the intense thirst that came with it. Though she tried to forget it, the nothingness would visit periodically – on a lonely rainy afternoon, or at dawn when she woke up from a nightmare. What she needed at such times was to be held by someone, anyone.

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The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle

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?