Potentiality knocks on the door of my heart. [On Seeing The 100% Perfect Girl One Beautiful April Morning ] — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
[...] Shimamoto had her own little world within her. A world that was for her alone, one I could not enter. — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
Suicides? Heart attacks? The papers didn't seem interested. The world was full of ways to die, too many to cover. Newsworthy deaths… — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
No matter what form the relationship might take, he was the only person she could picture sharing her life with. — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
One heart is not connected to another through harmony alone. They are, instead, linked deeply through their wounds — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
Sometimes, however, this sense of isolation, like acid spilling out of a bottle, can unconsciously eat away at a person’s heart and… — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
She was hearing everything that went on in his heart, like a person who can trace a map with his fingertip and… — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
It's hard to tell the difference between sea and sky, between voyager and sea. Between reality and the workings of the heart. — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
When I was fifteen, all I wanted was to go off to some other world, a place beyond anybody’s reach. A place… — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
“I could feel a small polished stone sinking through the darkest waters of my heart. All those deep convoluted channels and passageways,… — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
My short stories are like soft shadows I have set out in the world, faint footprints I have left. I remember exactly… — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
Your heart is like a great river after a long spell of rain, spilling over its banks. All signposts that once stood… — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
Holding this soft, small living creature in my lap this way, though, and seeing how it slept with complete trust in me,… — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
Tengo could hardly believe it-- that in this frantic, labyrinth-like world, two people's hearts-- a boy's and a girl's-- could be connected,… — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
“It wasn't like there was some obvious change. Actually, the problem was more a lack of change. Nothing about her had changed… — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
The world in books seemed so much more alive to me than anything outside. I could see things I'd never seen before.… — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
Then I noticed that my shadow was crying too, shedding clear, sharp shadow tears. Have you ever seen the shadows of tears,… — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
Hatred is like a long, dark shadow. Not even the person it falls upon knows where it comes from, in most cases.… — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
Adults constantly raise the bar on smart children, precisely because they're able to handle it. The children get overwhelmed by the tasks… — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
Inside him, twenty years dissolved and mixed into one complex, swirling whole. Everything that had accumulated over the years-- all he had… — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
The world in books seemed so much more alive to me than anything outside. I could see things I'd never seen before.… — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
And it came to me then. That we were wonderful traveling companions but in the end no more than lonely lumps of… — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
What matters is deciding in your heart to accept another person completely. When you do that, it is always the first time… — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
He sometimes wondered if she had become involved with him just so that she could cry in someone's arms. Maybe she can't… — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
Living like an empty shell is not really living, no matter how many years it may go on. The heart and flesh… — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
“She hadn't been hurt in any real way, had she? No one had treated her badly. I must just be overly sensitive… — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
“Unsure where she was to find a purpose or meaning to her life, she passed one formless day after another.” — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
Letters are just pieces of paper," I said. "Burn them, and what stays in your heart will stay; keep them, and what… — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
To be able to talk to your heart’s content about a book you like with someone who feels the same way about… — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
“She could not help but feel that paying money to take ownership of a living organism was inappropriate.” — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
Waves of thought are stirring. In a twilight corner of her consciousness, one tiny fragment and another tiny fragment call out wordlessly… — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
Crying is personal. On the other hand, laughing is more general . Laughing makes our hearts wider. — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
“As far as I could see, she had no opinion at all about anything that was not set directly in front of… — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
“The human heart is like a night bird. Silently waiting for something, and when the time comes, it flies straight toward it.” — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
Stories lie deep in our souls. Stories lie so deep at the bottom of our hearts that they can bring people together… — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
“She was the kind of person who took care of things by herself. She’d never ask anybody for advice or help. It… — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
But if you peeled away the ornamental egos that she had built, there was only an abyss of nothingness and the intense… — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
When you see runners in town is easy to distinguish beginners from veterans. The ones panting are beginners; the ones with quiet,… — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
What do you mean, 'playing really creatively'? Can you give me an example?" "Hmm, let's see ... you send the music deep… — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
She waited for the train to pass. Then she said, "I sometimes think that people’s hearts are like deep wells. Nobody knows… — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
I always feel like I'm struggling to become someone else. Like I'm trying to find a new place, grab hold of a new life,… — Haruki Murakami Copy Share
If writing novels is like planting a forest, then writing short stories is more like planting a garden. — Haruki Murakami Copy Share
“The sad truth is that what I could recall in five seconds all too soon needed ten, then thirty, thena full minute...” — Haruki Murakami Copy Share
“Intelligent teenage girls were often instinctively theatrical, purposely eccentric, mouthing highly suggestive words to confuse people.” — Haruki Murakami Copy Share
Memory is like fiction; or else it's fiction that's like memory. This really came home to me once I started writing fiction, that memory… — Haruki Murakami Copy Share
The most dangerous creature here would have to be me. So maybe I'm just scared of my own shadow. — Haruki Murakami Copy Share
If you listen to the radio for a whole hour there's maybe one decent song. The rest is mass-produced garbage — Haruki Murakami Copy Share
“that one of our problems was our inability to recognize and accept our own deformities” — Haruki Murakami Copy Share
“When I look back at myself at age twenty, what I remember most is being alone and lonely. I had no girlfriend to warm… — Haruki Murakami Copy Share
“There's not a branch of publishing or broadcasting that doesn't depend in some way on advertising. It'd be like an aquarium without water. Why,… — Haruki Murakami Copy Share
“One by one, I'll face the tasks before me and complete them as best I can. Focusing on each stride forward, but at the… — Haruki Murakami Copy Share
“Eleven o'clock had come and gone. I had to find a way to bring this conversation to a successful conclusion and get out of… — Haruki Murakami Copy Share
“Some people get a kick out of reading railway timetables and that's all they do all day. Some people make huge model boats out… — Haruki Murakami Copy Share
“When the time comes, everybody’s got to end up where they belong. Only me, I didn’t have a place to call my own. It’s… — Haruki Murakami Copy Share
“You let something out of the bag before yourself knew what it was all about” — Haruki Murakami Copy Share
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