Who can really distinguish between the sea and what's reflected in it? Or tell the difference between the falling rain and loneliness? — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
Maybe working on the little things as dutifully and honestly as we can is how we stay sane when the world is… — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
You know what it’s like when you’re trying to fall asleep and it only makes you more wide awake? — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
sometimes i'd wake up at two or three in the morning and not be able to fall asleep again. i'd get out… — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
“Things like this don't happen all that often in one lifetime. This is the magnificent world of a picaresque novel. Just brace… — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
Inside that darkness, i saw rain falling on the sea. Rain softly falling on a vast sea, with no one there to… — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
I stare at her chest. As she breathes, the rounded peaks move up and down like the swell of waves, somehow reminding… — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
You end up exhausted and spent, but later, in retrospect, you realize what it all was for. The parts fall into place,… — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
When you fall in love, the natural thing to do is give yourself to it. — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
An expectation was there, mixed in with so many other emotions - excitement, resignation, hesitation, confusion, fear - that would well up… — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
People fall in love without reason, without even wanting to. You can't predict it. That's love. — 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
It's like the Tibetan Wheel of the Passions. As the wheel turns, the values and feelings on the outer rim rise and… — 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
When microorganisms die, they make oil; when huge timbers fall, they make coal. But everything here was pure, unadulterated rubbish that didn't… — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
You’re optimistic one moment, only to be racked the next by the certainty that it will all fall to pieces. And in… — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
I want to write stories that are different from the ones I've written so far, Junpei thought: I want to write about… — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
Anyone who falls in love is searching for the missing pieces of themselves. — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
I was reborn," she said, her hot breath brushing his ear. "You were reborn," Tengo said. "Because I died once." "You died… — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
Tell me how you could say such a thing, she said, staring down at the ground beneath her feet. You're not telling… — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
The problem was, I think, that the places I fit in were always falling behind the rimes. — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
Maybe it's just hiding somewhere. Or gone on a trip to come home. But falling in love is always a pretty crazy… — 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 Image
If writing novels is like planting a forest, then writing short stories is more like planting a garden. — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
“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 Image
“Intelligent teenage girls were often instinctively theatrical, purposely eccentric, mouthing highly suggestive words to confuse people.” — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
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 Image
The most dangerous creature here would have to be me. So maybe I'm just scared of my own shadow. — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
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 Image
“that one of our problems was our inability to recognize and accept our own deformities” — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
“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 Image
“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 Image
“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 Image
“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 Image
