Quotes from Haruki Murakami

I get out of bed, go over to the window, and look at the night sky. And think about time that can never be regained. I think of rivers, of tides. Forests and water gushing out. Rain and lightning. Rocks and shadows. All of these are in me.

Besides being the world the kind of sadness that can not be expressed in tears. You can not explain it to anyone. Unable to take any shape, settles quietly in the bottom of the heart as snow during the windless night.

dry ground welcoming the rain, he let the solitude, silence, and loneliness soak in.

The end of the race is just a temporary marker without much significance. It's the same with our lives. Just because there's an end doesn't mean existence has meaning. An end point is simply set up as a temporary marker, or perhaps as an indirect metaphor for the fleeting nature of existence.

What's more, you're loads better than you think you are." "So why is it I get to thinking that way?" I puzzled. "That's because you're only half-living." she said briskly. "The other half is still untapped somewhere.

Here's what hurts the most, Kafuku said. I didn't truly understand her--or at least some crucial part of her. And it may well end that way now that she's dead and gone. Like a small, locked safe lying at the bottom of the ocean. It hurts a lot. Tatsuki thought for a moment before speaking. But Mr. Kafuku, can any of us ever perfectly understand another person? However much we may love them?

It's a waste of time to think about things you can't know, and things you can't confirm even if you know them.

That's what love's all about. You're the only one having those wonderful feelings, but you have to go it alone as you wander through the dark your mind and body have to bear it all. All by yourself.

Let the world move along as it pleased. If it had any business with him, it would be sure to tell him.

Like flowers scattered in a storm, man's life is one long farewell

Eyes mark the shape of the city.

No matter how vivid a memory, the power of time was stronger. I knew this instinctively.

When microorganisms die, they make oil; when huge timbers fall, they make coal. But everything here was pure, unadulterated rubbish that didn't make anything. Where does a busted videodeck get you?

About half the people in the world dislike their own name.

The world is full of incomprehensible words

It's all a question of imagination. Our responsibility begins with the power to imagine. It's just as Yeats said: In dreams begin responsibility. Turn this on its head and you could say that where there's no power to imagine, no responsibility can arise. [...] Just like Adolf Eichmann caught up in the twisted dreams of a man named Hitler. - Oshima

Wrapped in the deep fragrance of the forest, I listen to the flapping of the birds' wings, to the stirring of the ferns. I'm freed from gravity and float up--just a little--from the ground and drift in the air. Of course I can't stay there forever. It's just a momentary sensation--open my eyes and it's gone. Still, it's an overwhelming experience. Being able to float in the air.

When it's all over, it'll seem like a dream.

Si he dejado una herida en tu interior, esta herida no es solo tuya, tambien es mia. Ai que no me odies por ello. Soy un ser imperfecto. Mucho mas imperfecto de lo que tu crees

You know what I should do? Hoshino asked excited. Of course, the cat said. What'd I tell you? Cats know everything. Not like dogs.

We're human, after all, and everybody's got something a little off somewhere.

When Debussy was seeming to get nowhere with an opera he was composing, he put it this way: I spent my days pursuing the nothingness - le rien - it creates. My job is to create that void, that rien . Hunting knife

I'll bet they think they can leave you alone because you've really got it together. But maybe sometimes you don't really have it together.

There are times when the understanding does not come until later, when it no longer matters. Other times I do what I must do, not knowing my own mind, and I am led astray.