“There was something odd for him about not feeling lonely. The very fact that he had ceased to be lonely caused him… — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
“Losing you is most difficult for me, but the nature of my love for you is what matters. If it distorts into… — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
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… — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
An empty shell. Those were the first words that sprang to mind. … Something incredibly important - .. - had disappeared from… — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
I'd be smiling and chatting away, and my mind would be floating around somewhere else, like a balloon with a broken string. — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
You can’t look too far ahead. Do that and you’ll lose sight of what you’re doing and stumble. I’m not saying you… — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
“I have looked deep inside myself, trying to detect something that might be there. But just as our consciousness is a maze,… — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
“Alienation and loneliness became a cable that stretched hundreds of miles long, pulled to the breaking point by a gigantic winch. And… — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
What I saw wasn't a ghost. It was simply--myself. I can never forget how terrified I was that night, and whenever I… — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
And as we live our lives we discover - drawing toward us the thin threads attached to each - what has been… — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
He appeared before me and departed. We were not able to speak to or touch each other. But in that short interval,… — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
People have their own reasons for dying. It might look simple, but it never is. It's just like a rock. What's above… — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
Far away, I could hear them lapping up my brains. Like Macbeth's witches, the three lithe cats surrounded my broken head, slurping… — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
For example, the wind has its reasons. We just don't notice as we go about our lives. But then, at some point,… — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
“Because memory and sensations are so uncertain, so biased, we always rely on a certain reality-call it an alternate reality-to prove the… — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
Oshima's silent for a time as he gazes at the forest, eyes narrowed. Birds are flitting from one branch to the next.… — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
“No two human beings are alike; it's a question of identity. And what is identity? The cognitive system arisin' from the aggregate… — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
Whenever an occasion arose in which she needed an opinion on something in the wider world, she borrowed her husband's. If this… — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
“Do you really think you can read out my mind?" she asks me, face to face. "I think so," I say, wishing… — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
“His mind floated in the amniotic fluid of memory, listening for echoes of the past. His father, meanwhile, had no idea that… — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
All over the world people have developed their own ideas about what's right and wrong in life, but so long as you… — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
You're wrong. The mind is not like raindrops. It does not fall from the skies, it does not lose itself among other… — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
“How can I be strong when I do not know my own mind? I am lost." "That's not true. You are not… — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
But this thing, whatever it was, this mistlike something, hung there inside my body like a certain kind of potential. I wanted… — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
“He wore Armani suits and drove a Jaguar, but finally he was just another ant, working and working until he died without… — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
To sleep with a woman: it can seem of the utmost importance in your mind, or then again it can seem like… — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
“No. Kindness and a caring mind are two separate qualities. Kindness is manners. It is superficial custom, an acquired practice. Not so… — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
“He was going to die soon, you knew when you saw those eyes. There was no sign of life in his flesh,… — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
I try not to think about anything special while running. As a matter of fact, I usually run with my mind empty.… — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
“Samsa sat there for a long time with his eyes closed. Then, making up his mind, he stood, grabbed his black walking… — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
So I made up my mind I was going to find someone who would love me unconditionally three hundred and sixty-five days… — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
Today things are different. The darkness in the outside world has vanished, but the darkness in our hearts remains, virtually unchanged. Just… — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
But actually time isn't a straight line. It doesn't ave a shape. In all senses of the term, it doesn't have any… — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
“a person’s mind is controlled by his body, right? Or is it the opposite—the way your mind works influences the structure of… — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
My very existence, my life in the world, seemed like a hallucination. A strong wind would make me think my body was… — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
“Think it over carefully. This is very important," I say, "because to believe something, whatever it might be, is the doing of… — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
Narrow minds devoid of imagination. Intolerance, theories cut off from reality, empty terminology, usurped ideals, inflexible systems. Those are the things that… — 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
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
