A Box Of Chocolates

“Just remember, life is a box of chocolates.”

I shook my head a few times and looked at her. “Maybe I’m not so smart, but sometimes I don’t know what on earth you’re talking about.”

“You know, they’ve got these chocolate assortments, and you like some but you don’t like others? And you eat all the ones you like, and the only ones left are the ones you don’t like as much? I always think about that when something painful comes up. ‘Now I just have to polish these off, and everything’ll be OK.’ Life is a box of chocolates.”

(Taken from Norwegian Wood, P330-331 by Haruki Murakami)

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