quotes from Norwegian Wood: ‘If you only read the books that everyone else is reading, you can only think what everyone else is thinking.’. The publication of the novel caused such a sensation in Japan that novelist Haruki Murakami was obligated to quit his native journey and move to the United . Norveska suma [Haruki Murakami] on *FREE* shipping on qualifying offers. I danas je medju mladima u Japanu najcitanija Murakamijeva knjiga.

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Or maybe it didn’t matter all that much and nobody really cared – aside from me.

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Norwegian Wood Quotes

Somebody on the third floor haduki complain. But the lyrics tell the truth. The way it slides down your throat and into your stomach And after I had done it with the second one, she started asking me all kinds of personal questions – how many girls had I slept with? Everyone looked happy in the warm Sunday afternoon sun. Nagasawa had a certain inborn quality that drew people to him and made them follow him.

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When everything had ended, I asked Naoko why she had never slept with Kizuki. I have to write things down to feel I fully comprehend them. Hands in pockets, Naoko stood there thinking, her eyes focused on nothing in particular.

We talked about whatever came to mind – our daily routines, our colleges; each a little fragment that led nowhere. The obvious answer that comes to mind for both questions is no. Death exists, not as the opposite but as a part of life. It took me a very long time before I was in any condition to write, and I have started this letter at least ten times. Neither of us said a word from the time we gave our order to the time we finished eating.


The writing is nothing special, but I somehow found it very captivating. Nothing marked its perimeter – no fence, no stone curb at least not one that rose above ground level. And you come back out of breath and get down on your knees and hold this strawberry shortbread out to me. View all 27 comments. In front of me, behind me, I can see nothing but the endless darkness of a swamp.

I had put up a nude shot, but my room-mate had pulled it down. She liked me, too, and tried hard to fix me up with a first-year in her club so we could double-date, but I would make up excuses to keep from repeating past mistakes.

On New Year’s Eve we had rice cakes and soup like everybody else. His father owned a big hospital in Nagoya, and his brother had also graduated from Tokyo, gone on to medical school, and would one day inherit the hospital. I was bewildered to see that there was no way out of this corridor. The story is set in thriving Tokyo and also shifts location to a relaxed mountainous retreat.

We never saw each other again until that day a year later we happened to meet on the Chuo Line in Tokyo. She led a spare, simple life with hardly any friends. Naoko is sensitive and vulnerable, definitely marked by the people around her who committed suicide, unable to adapt to the realities of the world. Toru chooses Midori over naoko because she is a “real, live girl”.

It seemed like an exercise in writing hmmmm, what would it be like to write from the females perspective more than a contributor factor to the story. I revisited Norwegian Wood remembering nothing about my Sophomore year experience with it, nothing except that I loved it. Or, if they did, she was unable to grasp their meaning. Frequently Asked Questions Q: Naoko loved the story. Jul 11, Yulia rated it it was ok Shelves: And having finished, I am left without the feeling that this was a must-read book.


She is a single mother and her son is Takashi. She wasn’t there, and her name had been removed from the door. MAT has saved me from four more hours of mediocrity! All the leisure spots were crowded on this warm Sunday, they were saying on the TV news. I went up to the roof with my whisky and asked myself where I thought I was heading. And a lot of death.

I went on opening doors, making my way through endless corridors until I reached a corridor with a grey stone wall which stared back at me. I told the investigating officer that Kizuki had given no indication of what he was about to do, that he had been exactly the same as always. The first time I saw Nagasawa drunk and tormenting a girl, I promised myself never, under any circumstances, to open myself up to him. Some of his novels take their titles from songs: We had not planned to meet but had run into each other on the Chuo commuter line.

If you only read the books that everyone else is reading, you can only think what everyone else is thinking. He left me alone as long as I kept my area clean, and in fact having him as my room-mate made things easier for me in many ways.