“Aomame tried her best to keep her mind clear of any thoughts, but it was impossible not to think of anything. Nature… — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
If you can love someone with your whole heart, even one person, then there's salvation in life. Even if you can't get… — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
sometimes I think I've got this hard kernel in my heart, and nothing much can get inside it. I doubt if I… — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
Whether it's good for anything or not, cool or totally uncool, in the final analysis what's most important is what you can't… — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
“Telling people her name was always a bother. As soon as the name left her lips, the other person looked puzzled or… — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
The things she most wanted to tell him would lose their meaning the moment she put them into words. — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
“No, her secret was too weighty and dark to reveal to anyone—she had to bear it alone. — “I had to keep… — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
The journey I'm taking is inside me. Just like blood travels down veins, what I'm seeing is my inner self and what… — 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
Then when dusk began to settle he would retrace his steps, back to his own world. And on the way home, a… — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
“Fuka-Eri started to offer an opinion on the matter but then had second thoughts and stopped. Her opinion, unvoiced, snack back into… — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
“He wished he could be with her longer, spend more time with her, have a good, leisurely talk. But she had her… — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
Listening to the music while stretching her body close to its limit, she was able to attain a mysterious calm. She was… — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
What’s most important is what you can’t see but can feel in your heart. To be able to grasp something of value,… — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
A strange, terrific force unlike anything I've ever experienced is sprouting in my heart, taking root there, growing. Shut up behind my… — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
“Listen to this, Nimit. Follow Coleman Hawkins' improvised lines very carefully. He is using them to tell us something. Pay very close… — 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
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
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
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
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
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
“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
“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
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
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
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
“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
“She could not help but feel that paying money to take ownership of a living organism was inappropriate.” — 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
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
When the orbits of these two satellites of ours happened to cross paths, we could be together. Maybe even open our hearts… — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
“What she most wanted was to blend in with her background by changing color and shape, to remain inconspicuous and not easily… — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
We fell silent again. The thing we had shared was nothing more than a fragment of time that had died longe ago.Even… — 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
