Haruki Murakami: Colourless Tsukuru Tazaki and His Years of Pilgrimage

You can hide memories, but you can't erase the history that produced them.

As we go through life we gradually discover who we are, but the more we discover, the more we lose ourselves.

Life is long, and sometimes cruel. Sometimes victims are needed. Someone has to take on that role. And human bodies are fragile, easily damaged. Cut them, and they bleed.