She looked at the kids, who did not see [them] because they were past the age of twenty-five...

Each parasaur produced a large mound of straw-colored spoor. This was accompanied by low trumpeting from each animal in the herd—along with an enormous quantity of expelled flatus, redolent of methane.

There is no forgiveness in ONENESS, for there is no offense. No separation.
All Love sees is Love.

Ushikawa preferred a world where smells and pain still existed, even if smells and pain were unendurable.

Written By Haruki Murakami

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