“And it came to me then. That we were wonderful traveling companions but in the end no more than lonely lumps of metal in their own separate orbits. From far off they look like beautiful shooting stars, but in reality they’re nothing more than prisons, where each of us is locked up alone, going nowhere. When the orbits of these two satellites of ours happened to cross paths, we could be together. Maybe even open our hearts to each other. But that was only for the briefest moment. In the next instant we’d be in absolute solitude. until we burned up and became nothing” – Murakami Haruki in Sputnik Sweetheart.
Sputnik Sweetheart is not the first Murakami novels I’ve read, nor it’s my favourite one. But the characters are loveable and there are many passages which are achingly beautiful.
For people who just start reading Murakami, I recommend this one as it’s an easy read and not as thick as other Murakami famous works.