“I spent the whole bullet-train ride mentally reviewing my eighteen years and realised that almost everything that had happened to me was pretty embarrassing. I’m not exaggerating. I didn’t want to remember any of it – it was so pathetic. The more I thought about my life up to then, the more I hated myself.”

“I spent the whole bullet-train ride mentally reviewing my eighteen years and realised that almost everything that had happened to me was pretty embarrassing. I’m not exaggerating. I didn’t want to remember any of it – it was so pathetic. The more I thought about my life up to then, the more I hated myself.”

— Haruki Murakami