1Q84 by Haruki Murakami

I'm all alone, but I'm not lonely

I can bear any pain as long as it has meaning

Please remember: things are not what they seem

I'm tired of living unable to love anyone. I don't have a single friend - not one. And, worst of all, I can't even love myself. Why is that? Why can't I love myself? It's because I can't love anyone else. A person learns how to love himself through the simple acts of loving and being loved by someone else. Do you understand what I am saying? A person who is incapable of loving another cannot properly love himself

..most people in the world don't really use their brains to think. And people who don't think are the ones who don't listen to others

If you can't understand it without an explanation, you can't understand it with an explanation

Even if you managed to escape from one cage, weren't you just in another, larger one?

I'm a coward when it comes to matters of the heart. That is my fatal flaw