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Naoko Quotes by Haruki Murakami
- I read Naoko's letter again and again, and each time I read it I would be filled with the same unbearable sadness I used to…
- It's a quiet place, so people talk quietly," said Naoko. She made a neat pile of fish bones at the edge of her plate and…
- Where the road sloped upward beyond the trees, I sat and looked toward the building where Naoko lived. It was easy to tell which room…
- When it's raining like this," said Naoko, "it feels as if we're the only ones in the world. I wish it would just keep raining…
- I wrote a huge number of letters that spring: one a week to Naoko, several to Reiko, and several more to Midori. I wrote letters…
- Wasn't he the one who said you shouldn't trust anybody who calls himself an ordinar man? - Naoko
- I’m not good at talking,” Naoko said. “Haven’t been for the longest while. I start to say something and the wrong words come out. Wrong…
- With the advent of winter, her eyes seemed to take on a greater transparency, a transparency that lead nowhere. Occassionally, for no particular reason, Naoko…
More Naoko Quotes
- I read Naoko's letter again and again, and each time I read it I would be filled with the same unbearable sadness… — Haruki Murakami
- It's a quiet place, so people talk quietly," said Naoko. She made a neat pile of fish bones at the edge of… — Haruki Murakami
- Where the road sloped upward beyond the trees, I sat and looked toward the building where Naoko lived. It was easy to… — Haruki Murakami
- When it's raining like this," said Naoko, "it feels as if we're the only ones in the world. I wish it would… — Haruki Murakami
- I wrote a huge number of letters that spring: one a week to Naoko, several to Reiko, and several more to Midori.… — Haruki Murakami
- Wasn't he the one who said you shouldn't trust anybody who calls himself an ordinar man? - Naoko — Haruki Murakami
- I’m not good at talking,” Naoko said. “Haven’t been for the longest while. I start to say something and the wrong words… — Haruki Murakami
- With the advent of winter, her eyes seemed to take on a greater transparency, a transparency that lead nowhere. Occassionally, for no… — Haruki Murakami