anniken sandvik siterer South of the Border, West of the Sun av Haruki Murakami (side 28)
09:57, 18. mai 2010 1 har det som favoritt.
She's not Shimamoto, I told myself. She can't give me what Shimamoto gave. But here she is, all mine, trying her best to give me all she can. How could I ever hurt her? But I didn't understand then. That I could hurt somebody so badly she would never recover. That a person can, just by living, damage another human being beyond repair.
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