Killing Commendatore
by Haruki Murakami
Forty was just around the corner. I felt that by the time I turned forty, I'd have to secure my own unique artistic world. Forty was sort of a watershed for people. Once you get past that age, you can't keep going on as you were before. I still had four years to go, but I knew that those four years might flash by in an instant. Painting portraits for a living had taken me on a wide detour. Somehow I had to get time on my side once again.🏁
Submitted by emma - 04/15/2026
Book Historical 4.93 Ranked
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Killing Commendatore
by Haruki Murakami
Forty was just around the corner. I felt that by the time I turned forty, I'd have to secure my own unique artistic world. Forty was sort of a watershed for people. Once you get past that age, you can't keep going on as you were before. I still had four years to go, but I knew that those four years might flash by in an instant. Painting portraits for a living had taken me on a wide detour. Somehow I had to get time on my side once again.🏁
Submitted by emma - 04/15/2026
Book Historical 4.93 Ranked