Do you really think you can read out my mind?" she asks me, face to face."I think so," I say, wishing to convince myself. "There has to be a way."It is like looking for lost drops of rain in a river."You're wrong. The mind is not like raindrops. It does not lose itself among other things. If you believe in me at all, than believe this: I promise you I will find it. Everything depends on this."I believe you," she whispers after a moment. "Please find my mind.
Haruki MurakamiAbout author
- Author's profession: Writer
- Nationality: japanese
- Born: January 12, 1949