"Not just beautiful, though — the stars are like the trees in the forest, alive and breathing. And they’re watching me. 

What I’ve up till now, what I’m going to do — they know it all. 

Nothing gets past their watchful eyes. As I sit there under the shining night sky, again a violent fear takes hold of me. 

My heart’s pounding a mile a minute, and I can barely breathe. 

All these millions of stars looking down on me, and I’ve never given them more than a passing thought before. 

Not just the stars — how many other things haven’t I noticed in the world, 

things I know nothing about? 

I suddenly feel helpless, completely powerless. 

And I know I’ll never outrun that awful feeling."

                         Haruki Murakami  

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