So for all that we might speak words in each other's vicinity, this could never develop into anything that could be called… — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
She gave me this look – she might have been watching from a lifeboat as the ship went down. Or maybe it… — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
It is a lonely life sometimes, like throwing a stone into the deep darkness. It might hit something, but you can’t see… — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
Silence. How long it lasted, I couldn't tell. It might have been five seconds, it might have been a minute. Time wasn't… — 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
When I write a novel I put into play all the information inside me. It might be Japanese information or it might… — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
Beyond the window, some kind of small, black thing shot across the sky. A bird, possibly. Or it might have been someone's… — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
I'm still not sure I made the right choice when I told my wife about the bakery attack.But then,it might not have… — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
I'm not sure if I could tell the difference—between just staring into space and thinking. We're usually thinking all the time, aren't… — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
But what seems like a reasonable distance to one person might feel too far to somebody else. — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
You might think you made a new world or a new self, but your old self is always gonna be there, just… — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
There are symbolic dreams-- dreams that symbolize some reality. Then there are symbolic realities -- realities that symbolize a dream. Symbols are… — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
Listen. I may not be much, but I'm all I've got. Maybe you need a magnifying glass to find my face in… — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
Now for a good twelve-hour sleep, I told myself. Twelve solid hours. Let birds sing, let people go to work. Somewhere out… — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
The silence grew deeper, so deep that if you listened carefully you might very well catch the sound of the earth revolving… — 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
Wasn't it better if they kept this desire to see each other hidden within them, and never actually got together? That way,… — 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
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
A poet might die at twenty-one, a revolutionary or a rock star at twenty four. But after that you assume everything’s going… — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
As long as I stared at the clock, at least the world remained in motion. Not a very consequential world, but in… — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
My only passions were books and music. As you might guess, I led a lonely life… Not that I knew what I… — 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
