“We’re normal ordinary people, just like everyone else.”

“Everyone may be ordinary, but they’re not normal.”

“Yes, there is that school of thought,” I said. “But there’s normal and then there’s normal. I mean the kind of normal that can sit down next to you on the train and you wouldn’t even notice. Normal. We eat food, drink beer — oh, by the way, the sandwiches were great.”

Haruki Murakami, Hard-Boiled Wonderland and The End of the World

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