“You are not lost. It's just that your own thoughts are being kept from you, or hidden away. But the mind is strong. It survives even without thought. Even with everything taken away, it holds a seed-your self. You must believe in your powers.”
Source: Hardboiled Wonderland and the End of the World (1985), Chapter 24: Shadow Grounds
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Haruki Murakami655
Japanese author, novelist 1949Related quotes
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7 Absolute Honesty, p. 8.
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“All was taken away from you: white dresses,
wings, even existence.
Yet I believe you,
messengers.”
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wings, even existence.
Yet I believe you,
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you stroll, inspecting the trustworthy seams.