村上春树《且听风吟》HEAR THE WIND SING
```"There\'s no such thing as perfect writing. Just like there\'s no such thing as perfect
despair."
A writer I chanced to meet when I was in university told me this once. It was
only much later that I caught on to the real meaning of those words, but at least
I was able to find some consolation in them. That there is no such thing as perfect
writing.
```"There\'s no such thing as perfect writing. Just like there\'s no such thing as perfect
despair."
A writer I chanced to meet when I was in university told me this once. It was
only much later that I caught on to the real meaning of those words, but at least
I was able to find some consolation in them. That there is no such thing as perfect
writing.