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Lore of the Wilds

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“Once I'd gone outside I could see Wada through the window of the Saveur, sitting there with his chin resting in his hand, staring out. I bowed to him, thinking he might be looking at me, but he didn't seem to notice. I turned and started walking to the station. My body felt strangely light, like my feet were floating above the ground. *How weird,* I muttered to myself. When I looked up I saw the nearly full moon, missing just the sliver on the left, floating in the night sky.”

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Author:Satoshi Yagisawa; Eric Ozawa, trans.
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“The library guards everything and nothing at all. Books do not find value when they are written. They find value when they are read. Every book here is both worthless and priceless at the same time. It depends on who you ask. As I have not yet had the pleasure of reading half of the library's collection, I can say that only the books that I have taken from the shelves and stored in my heart are truly precious.”

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“A small thought crosses my mind… Why am I putting myself through this again? But I shove that thought away! In fact, I completely turn off my inner critic. Tonight is my night and there is no room for self-doubt! I can’t allow fame to affect me. I won’t let the spotlight burn me. I just need to go out there and stay in the zone of my passion.”

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“I'm not sure that my friend's father liked my book. In an attempt to save me from my own imagination, he wrote me a six-page letter pointing out all the physical impossibilities and imaginary rules I had come up with to be able to say whatever the book says. The letter proves that the true art is reading, not writing, and it is a beautiful testament of loyalty: a friend of his son's is a friend of his. Commenting on some sexual incidents described in the novel, he noted: Now I know why you and my son are friends." This is a statement of complicity. It tells me that if we knew each other, he would forgive my defects just as he does his son's.”

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Book:Sudden Death
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