“Where the road sloped upward beyond the trees, I sat and looked toward the building where Naoko lived. It was easy to tell which room was hers. All I had to do was find the one window toward the back where a faint light trembled. I focused on that point of light for a long, long time. It made me think of something like the final throb of a soul’s dying embers. I wanted to cup my hands over what was left and keep it alive. I went on watching the way Jay Gatsby watched that tiny light on the opposite shore night after night.”
― Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood
It was such a nice feeling when reading ” Norwegian Wood ” , Murakami was mentioning ” The Great Gatsby “. ” The Great Gatsby ” was one of the first “grownup” books I have read , and I loved it ever since .
I wish I could say this to Murakami “Any friend of Gatsby is a friend of mine ” .