Memories and thoughts age, just as people do. But certain

Memories and thoughts age, just as people do. But certain thoughts can never age, and certain memories can never fade.

📖 Haruki Murakami

🌍 Japanese | 👨‍💼 Writer

🎂 January 12, 1949

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Memories and thoughts evolve over time, much like individuals grow older. As we experience life, our perspectives shift and the significance of memories can change. However, some thoughts and memories remain timeless, untouched by the passage of years, holding a special place in our minds and hearts.

In Haruki Murakami's "The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle," this theme suggests that despite the inevitable aging process, there are unique memories and profound thoughts that...

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