Haruki Murakami Quotes

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If you only read the books that everyone else is reading, you can only think what everyone else is thinking.
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Haruki Murakami (Norwegian Wood)
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Memories warm you up from the inside. But they also tear you apart.
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Haruki Murakami (Kafka on the Shore)
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Pain is inevitable. Suffering is optional.
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Haruki Murakami (What I Talk About When I Talk About Running)
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If you remember me, then I don't care if everyone else forgets.
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Haruki Murakami (Kafka on the Shore)
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What happens when people open their hearts?" "They get better.
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Haruki Murakami (Norwegian Wood)
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And once the storm is over, you won’t remember how you made it through, how you managed to survive. You won’t even be sure, whether the storm is really over. But one thing is certain. When you come out of the storm, you won’t be the same person who walked in. That’s what this storm’s all about.
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Haruki Murakami (Kafka on the Shore)
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Nobody likes being alone that much. I don't go out of my way to make friends, that's all. It just leads to disappointment.
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Haruki Murakami (Norwegian Wood)
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I think you still love me, but we can’t escape the fact that I’m not enough for you. I knew this was going to happen. So I’m not blaming you for falling in love with another woman. I’m not angry, either. I should be, but I’m not. I just feel pain. A lot of pain. I thought I could imagine how much this would hurt, but I was wrong.
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Haruki Murakami (South of the Border, West of the Sun)
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No matter how much suffering you went through, you never wanted to let go of those memories.
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Haruki Murakami
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Why do people have to be this lonely? What's the point of it all? Millions of people in this world, all of them yearning, looking to others to satisfy them, yet isolating themselves. Why? Was the earth put here just to nourish human loneliness?
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Haruki Murakami (Sputnik Sweetheart)
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I dream. Sometimes I think that's the only right thing to do.
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Haruki Murakami (Sputnik Sweetheart)
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Don't feel sorry for yourself. Only assholes do that.
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Haruki Murakami (Norwegian Wood)
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It's like Tolstoy said. Happiness is an allegory, unhappiness a story.
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Haruki Murakami (Kafka on the Shore)
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I want you always to remember me. Will you remember that I existed, and that I stood next to you here like this?
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Haruki Murakami (Norwegian Wood)
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I was always hungry for love. Just once, I wanted to know what it was like to get my fill of it -- to be fed so much love I couldn't take any more. Just once.
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Haruki Murakami (Norwegian Wood)
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But I didn't understand then. That I could hurt somebody so badly she would never recover. That a person can, just by living, damage another human being beyond repair.
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Haruki Murakami
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Sometimes when I look at you, I feel I'm gazing at a distant star. It's dazzling, but the light is from tens of thousands of years ago. Maybe the star doesn't even exist any more. Yet sometimes that light seems more real to me than anything.
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Haruki Murakami (South of the Border, West of the Sun)
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Silence, I discover, is something you can actually hear.
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Haruki Murakami (Kafka on the Shore)
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Anyone who falls in love is searching for the missing pieces of themselves. So anyone who's in love gets sad when they think of their lover. It's like stepping back inside a room you have fond memories of, one you haven't seen in a long time.
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Haruki Murakami
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Unfortunately, the clock is ticking, the hours are going by. The past increases, the future recedes. Possibilities decreasing, regrets mounting.
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Haruki Murakami (Dance Dance Dance)
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Listen up - there's no war that will end all wars.
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Haruki Murakami (Kafka on the Shore)
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If you can love someone with your whole heart, even one person, then there's salvation in life. Even if you can't get together with that person.
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Haruki Murakami (1Q84 (1Q84, #1-3))
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Despite your best efforts, people are going to be hurt when it's time for them to be hurt.
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Haruki Murakami (Norwegian Wood)
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But who can say what's best? That's why you need to grab whatever chance you have of happiness where you find it, and not worry about other people too much. My experience tells me that we get no more than two or three such chances in a life time, and if we let them go, we regret it for the rest of our lives.
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Haruki Murakami (Norwegian Wood)
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Death is not the opposite of life, but a part of it.
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Haruki Murakami (Blind Willow, Sleeping Woman: 24 Stories)
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Every one of us is losing something precious to us. Lost opportunities, lost possibilities, feelings we can never get back again. That’s part of what it means to be alive.
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Haruki Murakami (Kafka on the Shore)
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I have this strange feeling that I'm not myself anymore. It's hard to put into words, but I guess it's like I was fast asleep, and someone came, disassembled me, and hurriedly put me back together again. That sort of feeling.
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Haruki Murakami (Sputnik Sweetheart)
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Taking crazy things seriously is a serious waste of time.
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Haruki Murakami (Kafka on the Shore)
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I can bear any pain as long as it has meaning.
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Haruki Murakami (1Q84 (1Q84, #1-3))
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In everybody’s life there’s a point of no return. And in a very few cases, a point where you can’t go forward anymore. And when we reach that point, all we can do is quietly accept the fact. That’s how we survive.
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Haruki Murakami (Kafka on the Shore)
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She waited for the train to pass. Then she said, "I sometimes think that people’s hearts are like deep wells. Nobody knows what’s at the bottom. All you can do is imagine by what comes floating to the surface every once in a while.
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Haruki Murakami (Blind Willow, Sleeping Woman)
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In this world, there are things you can only do alone, and things you can only do with somebody else. It's important to combine the two in just the right amount.
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Haruki Murakami (After Dark)
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I have a million things to talk to you about. All I want in this world is you. I want to see you and talk. I want the two of us to begin everything from the beginning.
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Haruki Murakami (Norwegian Wood)
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Letters are just pieces of paper," I said. "Burn them, and what stays in your heart will stay; keep them, and what vanishes will vanish.
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Haruki Murakami (Norwegian Wood)
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Don't you think it would be wonderful to get rid of everything and everybody and just go some place where you don't know a soul?
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Haruki Murakami
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Not just beautiful, though--the stars are like the trees in the forest, alive and breathing. And they're watching me.
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Haruki Murakami (Kafka on the Shore)
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here she is, all mine, trying her best to give me all she can. How could I ever hurt her? But I didn’t understand then. That I could hurt somebody so badly she would never recover. That a person can, just by living, damage another human being beyond repair.
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Haruki Murakami (South of the Border, West of the Sun)
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The answer is dreams. Dreaming on and on. Entering the world of dreams and never coming out. Living in dreams for the rest of time.
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Haruki Murakami (Sputnik Sweetheart)
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As time goes on, you'll understand. What lasts, lasts; what doesn't, doesn't. Time solves most things. And what time can't solve, you have to solve yourself.
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Haruki Murakami (Dance Dance Dance)
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What a terrible thing it is to wound someone you really care for and to do it so unconsciously.
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Haruki Murakami (Norwegian Wood)
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The most important thing we learn at school is the fact that the most important things can't be learned at school.
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Haruki Murakami (What I Talk About When I Talk About Running)
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For a while" is a phrase whose length can't be measured.At least by the person who's waiting.
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Haruki Murakami (South of the Border, West of the Sun)
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Is it possible, in the final analysis, for one human being to achieve perfect understanding of another? We can invest enormous time and energy in serious efforts to know another person, but in the end, how close can we come to that person's essence? We convince ourselves that we know the other person well, but do we really know anything important about anyone?
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Haruki Murakami (The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle)
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That's what the world is , after all: an endless battle of contrasting memories.
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Haruki Murakami (1Q84 (1Q84, #1-3))
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Lost opportunities, lost possibilities, feelings we can never get back. That's part of what it means to be alive. But inside our heads - at least that's where I imagine it - there's a little room where we store those memories. A room like the stacks in this library. And to understand the workings of our own heart we have to keep on making new reference cards. We have to dust things off every once in awhile, let in fresh air, change the water in the flower vases. In other words, you'll live forever in your own private library.
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Haruki Murakami (Kafka on the Shore)
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Only the Dead stay seventeen forever.
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Haruki Murakami (Norwegian Wood)
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Spend your money on the things money can buy. Spend your time on the things money can’t buy.
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Haruki Murakami (The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle)
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Chance encounters are what keep us going.
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Haruki Murakami (Kafka on the Shore)
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A certain type of perfection can only be realized through a limitless accumulation of the imperfect.
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Haruki Murakami (Kafka on the Shore)
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two people can sleep in the same bed and still be alone when they close their eyes
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Haruki Murakami (Hard-Boiled Wonderland and the End of the World)
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Narrow minds devoid of imagination. Intolerance, theories cut off from reality, empty terminology, usurped ideals, inflexible systems. Those are the things that really frighten me. What I absolutely fear and loathe.
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Haruki Murakami (Kafka on the Shore)
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But even so, every now and then I would feel a violent stab of loneliness. The very water I drink, the very air I breathe, would feel like long, sharp needles. The pages of a book in my hands would take on the threatening metallic gleam of razor blades. I could hear the roots of loneliness creeping through me when the world was hushed at four o'clock in the morning.
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Haruki Murakami (The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle)
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If you're in pitch blackness, all you can do is sit tight until your eyes get used to the dark
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Haruki Murakami (Norwegian Wood)
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No matter what they wish for, no matter how far they go, people can never be anything but themselves. That's all.
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Haruki Murakami (Blind Willow, Sleeping Woman: 24 Stories)
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I'm a very ordinary human being; I just happen to like reading books.
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Haruki Murakami (1Q84 (1Q84, #1-3))
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Memories and thoughts age, just as people do. But certain thoughts can never age, and certain memories can never fade.
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Haruki Murakami (The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle)
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Closing your eyes isn't going to change anything. Nothing's going to disappear just because you can't see what's going on. In fact, things will even be worse the next time you open your eyes. That's the kind of world we live in. Keep your eyes wide open. Only a coward closes his eyes. Closing your eyes and plugging up your ears won't make time stand still.
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Haruki Murakami (Kafka on the Shore)
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No matter how far you travel, you can never get away from yourself.
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Haruki Murakami (After the Quake)
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No truth can cure the sorrow we feel from losing a loved one. No truth, no sincerity, no strength, no kindness can cure that sorrow. All we can do is see it through to the end and learn something from it, but what we learn will be no help in facing the next sorrow that comes to us without warning.
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Haruki Murakami (Norwegian Wood)
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So the fact that I’m me and no one else is one of my greatest assets. Emotional hurt is the price a person has to pay in order to be independent.
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Haruki Murakami (What I Talk About When I Talk About Running)
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What do you think? I'm not a starfish or a pepper tree. I'm a living, breathing human being. Of course I've been in love.
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Haruki Murakami (Kafka on the Shore)
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It is not that the meaning cannot be explained. But there are certain meanings that are lost forever the moment they are explained in words.
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Haruki Murakami (1Q84 (1Q84, #1-3))
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What makes us the most normal," said Reiko, "is knowing that we're not normal.
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Haruki Murakami (Norwegian Wood)
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Even if we could turn back, we'd probably never end up where we started.
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Haruki Murakami (1Q84 (1Q84, #1-3))
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Sometimes I feel so- I don’t know - lonely. The kind of helpless feeling when everything you’re used to has been ripped away. Like there’s no more gravity, and I’m left to drift in outer space with no idea where I’m going’ Like a little lost Sputnik?’ I guess so.
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Haruki Murakami (Sputnik Sweetheart)
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Most everything you think you know about me is nothing more than memories.
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Haruki Murakami (A Wild Sheep Chase (The Rat, #3))
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I don't care what you do to me, but I don't want you to hurt me. I've had enough hurt already in my life. More than enough. Now I want to be happy.
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Haruki Murakami (Norwegian Wood)
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When you come out of the storm, you won’t be the same person who walked in. That’s what this storm’s all about.
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Haruki Murakami (Kafka on the Shore)
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It's hard to tell the difference between sea and sky, between voyager and sea. Between reality and the workings of the heart.
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Haruki Murakami (Kafka on the Shore)
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The sky grew darker, painted blue on blue, one stroke at a time, into deeper and deeper shades of night.
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Haruki Murakami (Dance Dance Dance)
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People leave strange little memories of themselves behind when they die.
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Haruki Murakami (Norwegian Wood)
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I realize full well how hard it must be to go on living alone in a place from which someone has left you, but there is nothing so cruel in this world as the desolation of having nothing to hope for.
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Haruki Murakami (The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle)
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Sometimes fate is like a small sandstorm that keeps changing directions. You change direction but the sandstorm chases you. You turn again, but the storm adjusts. Over and over you play this out, like some ominous dance with death just before dawn. Why? Because this storm isn't something that blew in from far away, something that has nothing to do with you. This storm is you. Something inside of you. So all you can do is give in to it, step right inside the storm, closing your eyes and plugging up your ears so the sand doesn't get in, and walk through it, step by step. There's no sun there, no moon, no direction, no sense of time. Just fine white sand swirling up into the sky like pulverized bones. That's the kind of sandstorm you need to imagine. And you really will have to make it through that violent, metaphysical, symbolic storm. No matter how metaphysical or symbolic it might be, make no mistake about it: it will cut through flesh like a thousand razor blades. People will bleed there, and you will bleed too. Hot, red blood. You'll catch that blood in your hands, your own blood and the blood of others. And once the storm is over you won't remember how you made it through, how you managed to survive. You won't even be sure, in fact, whether the storm is really over. But one thing is certain. When you come out of the storm you won't be the same person who walked in. That's what this storm's all about.
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Haruki Murakami (Kafka on the Shore)
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I said nothing for a time, just ran my fingertips along the edge of the human-shaped emptiness that had been left inside me.
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Haruki Murakami (Blind Willow, Sleeping Woman)
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You can keep as quiet as you like, but one of these days somebody is going to find you.
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Haruki Murakami (1Q84 (1Q84, #1-3))
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You can hide memories, but you can't erase the history that produced them.
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Haruki Murakami (Colorless Tsukuru Tazaki and His Years of Pilgrimage)
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If you can't understand it without an explanation, you can't understand it with an explanation.
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Haruki Murakami (1Q84 (1Q84, #1-3))
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If you think God’s there, He is. If you don’t, He isn’t. And if that’s what God’s like, I wouldn’t worry about it.
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Haruki Murakami (Kafka on the Shore)
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I didn't have much to say to anybody but kept to myself and my books. With my eyes closed, I would touch a familiar book and draw it's fragrance deep inside me. This was enough to make me happy.
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Haruki Murakami (Norwegian Wood)
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Find me now. Before someone else does.
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Haruki Murakami (1Q84 (1Q84, #1-3))
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What we seek is some kind of compensation for what we put up with.
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Haruki Murakami (Dance Dance Dance)
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Of course it hurt that we could never love each other in a physical way. We would have been far more happy if we had. But that was like the tides, the change of seasons--something immutable, an immovable destiny we could never alter. No matter how cleverly we might shelter it, our delicate friendship wasn't going to last forever. We were bound to reach a dead end. That was painfully clear.
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Haruki Murakami (Sputnik Sweetheart)
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So what’s wrong if there happens to be one guy in the world who enjoys trying to understand you?
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Haruki Murakami (Norwegian Wood)
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Even chance meetings are the result of karma… Things in life are fated by our previous lives. That even in the smallest events there’s no such thing as coincidence.
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Haruki Murakami (Kafka on the Shore)
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Being with her I feel a pain, like a frozen knife stuck in my chest. An awful pain, but the funny thing is I'm thankful for it. It's like that frozen pain and my very existence are one. The pain is an anchor, mooring me here.
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Haruki Murakami (Kafka on the Shore)
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The pure present is an ungraspable advance of the past devouring the future. In truth, all sensation is already memory.
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Henri Bergson (Matter and Memory)
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Body cells replace themselves every month. Even at this very moment. Most everything you think you know about me is nothing more than memories.
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Haruki Murakami (A Wild Sheep Chase (The Rat, #3))
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We're both looking at the same moon, in the same world. We're connected to reality by the same line. All I have to do is quietly draw it towards me.
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Haruki Murakami (Sputnik Sweetheart)
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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.
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Haruki Murakami (Sputnik Sweetheart)
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Time weighs down on you like an old, ambiguous dream. You keep on moving, trying to sleep through it. But even if you go to the ends of the earth, you won't be able to escape it. Still, you have to go there- to the edge of the world. There's something you can't do unless you get there.
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Haruki Murakami (Kafka on the Shore)
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I really like you, Midori. A lot.” β€œHow much is a lot?” β€œLike a spring bear,” I said. β€œA spring bear?” Midori looked up again. β€œWhat’s that all about? A spring bear.” β€œYou’re walking through a field all by yourself one day in spring, and this sweet little bear cub with velvet fur and shiny little eyes comes walking along. And he says to you, β€œHi, there, little lady. Want to tumble with me?’ So you and the bear cub spend the whole day in each other’s arms, tumbling down this clover-covered hill. Nice, huh?” β€œYeah. Really nice.” β€œThat’s how much I like you.
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Haruki Murakami (Norwegian Wood)
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I'm tired of living unable to love anyone. I don't have a single friend - not one. And, worst of all, I can't even love myself. Why is that? Why can't I love myself? It's because I can't love anyone else. A person learns how to love himself through the simple acts of loving and being loved by someone else. Do you understand what I am saying? A person who is incapable of loving another cannot properly love himself.
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Haruki Murakami (1Q84 (1Q84, #1-3))
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One heart is not connected to another through harmony alone. They are, instead, linked deeply through their wounds. Pain linked to pain, fragility to fragility. There is no silence without a cry of grief, no forgiveness without bloodshed, no acceptance without a passage through acute loss. That is what lies at the root of true harmony.
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Haruki Murakami (Colorless Tsukuru Tazaki and His Years of Pilgrimage)
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So that's how we live our lives. No matter how deep and fatal the loss, no matter how important the thing that's stolen from us--that's snatched right out of our hands--even if we are left completely changed, with only the outer layer of skin from before, we continue to play out our lives this way, in silence. We draw ever nearer to the end of our allotted span of time, bidding it farewell as it trails off behind. Repeating, often adroitly, the endless deeds of the everyday. Leaving behind a feeling of immeasurable emptiness.
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Haruki Murakami (Sputnik Sweetheart)
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I was always attracted not by some quantifiable, external beauty, but by something deep down, something absolute. Just as some people have a secret love for rainstorms, earthquakes, or blackouts, I liked that certain undefinable something directed my way by members of the opposite sex. For want of a better word, call it magnetism. Like it or not, it’s a kind of power that snares people and reels them in.
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Haruki Murakami (South of the Border, West of the Sun)
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Most things are forgotten over time. Even the war itself, the life-and-death struggle people went through is now like something from the distant past. We’re so caught up in our everyday lives that events of the past are no longer in orbit around our minds. There are just too many things we have to think about everyday, too many new things we have to learn. But still, no matter how much time passes, no matter what takes place in the interim, there are some things we can never assign to oblivion, memories we can never rub away. They remain with us forever, like a touchstone.
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Haruki Murakami (Kafka on the Shore)
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I’m the kind of person who likes to be by himself. To put a finer point on it, I’m the type of person who doesn’t find it painful to be alone. I find spending an hour or two every day running alone, not speaking to anyone, as well as four or five hours alone at my desk, to be neither difficult nor boring. I’ve had this tendency ever since I was young, when, given a choice, I much preferred reading books on my own or concentrating on listening to music over being with someone else. I could always think of things to do by myself.
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Haruki Murakami (What I Talk About When I Talk About Running)
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You know what I think?" she says. "That people's memories are maybe the fuel they burn to stay alive. Whether those memories have any actual importance or not, it doesn't matter as far as the maintenance of life is concerned. They're all just fuel. Advertising fillers in the newspaper, philosophy books, dirty pictures in a magazine, a bundle of ten-thousand-yen bills: when you feed 'em to the fire, they're all just paper. The fire isn't thinking 'Oh, this is Kant,' or 'Oh, this is the Yomiuri evening edition,' or 'Nice tits,' while it burns. To the fire, they're nothing but scraps of paper. It's the exact same thing. Important memories, not-so-important memories, totally useless memories: there's no distinction--they're all just fuel.
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Haruki Murakami (After Dark)
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Here's what I think, Mr. Wind-Up Bird," said May Kasahara. "Everybody's born with some different thing at the core of their existence. And that thing, whatever it is, becomes like a heat source that runs each person from the inside. I have one too, of course. Like everybody else. But sometimes it gets out of hand. It swells or shrinks inside me, and it shakes me up. What I'd really like to do is find a way to communicate that feeling to another person. But I can't seem to do it. They just don't get it. Of course, the problem could be that I'm not explaining it very well, but I think it's because they're not listening very well. They pretend to be listening, but they're not, really. So I get worked up sometimes, and I do some crazy things.
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Haruki Murakami (The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle)
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Memory is a funny thing. When I was in the scene, I hardly paid it any mind. I never stopped to think of it as something that would make a lasting impression, certainly never imagined that eighteen years later I would recall it in such detail. I didn't give a damn about the scenery that day. I was thinking about myself. I was thinking about the beautiful girl walking next to me. I was thinking about the two of us together, and then about myself again. It was the age, that time of life when every sight, every feeling, every thought came back, like a boomerang, to me. And worse, I was in love. Love with complications. The scenery was the last thing on my mind.
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Haruki Murakami (Norwegian Wood)