"I've carried this character around like an old suitcase, down a long, dusty path. I'm not carrying it because I like it. The contents are too heavy, and it looks crummy, fraying in spots. I've carried it with me because there was nothing else I was supposed to carry."
This Murakami quote makes me think of Otto Griebling. This photo of Otto makes me think of the Eric von Schmidt and Rolf Cahn version of the song He Was a Friend of Mine.