So what’s wrong if there happens to be one guy in the world who enjoys trying to understand you? — 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
There is nothing in this world that never takes a step outside a person's heart. — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
The answer is dreams. Dreaming on and on. Entering the world of dreams and never coming out. Living in dreams for the… — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
When I am writing, I do not distinguish between the natural and supernatural. Everything seems real. That is my world, you could… — 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
We all die and disappear, but that's because the mechanism of the world itself is built on destruction and loss. — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
“But there are times in this world when it’s not enough just not to do the wrong thing” — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
One last word of advice, though, Mr. Okada, though you may not want to hear this. There are things in this world… — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
Don't pointless things have a place, too, in this far-from-perfect world? Remove everything pointless from an imperfect life, and it'd lose even… — 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
Either I'm funny or the world's funny. I don't know which. The bottle and lid don't fit. It could be the bottle's… — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
“When he woke up the next day, the world was still there, and things were already moving forward, like the great karmic… — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
This is no honky-tonk parade. 1Q84 is the real world, where a cut draws real blood, where pain is real pain and… — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
In this world, there are things you can only do alone, and things you can only do with somebody else. It's important… — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
I dream. Sometimes I think that’s the only right thing to do. To dream, to live in the world of dreams. But… — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
No matter how clear things might become in the forest of story, there was never a clear-cut solution, as there was in… — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
In this world, there is no absolute good, no absolute evil," the man said. "Good and evil are not fixed, stable entities,… — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
I have come to think that life is a far more limited thing than those in the midst of its maelstorm realize.… — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
Don’t you see? You and he might never cross paths again. Of course, a chance meeting could occur, and I hope it… — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
Hey, what is it with you? Why are you so spaced out? You still haven't answered me." I probably still haven't completely… — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
But even so, every now and then I would feel a violent stab of loneliness. The very water I drink, the very… — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
I laughed. “You’re too young to be so … pessimistic,” I said, using the English word. “Pessi-what?” “Pessimistic. It means looking only… — 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
Things like that happen all the time in this great big world of ours. It's like taking a boat out on a… — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
No, I don't want your money. The world moves less by money than by what you owe people and what they owe… — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
Time is too conceptual. Not that it stops us from filling it in. So much so, we can't even tell whether our… — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
I probably still haven’t completely adapted to the world. I don’t know, I feel like this isn’t the real world. The people,… — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
I have a million things to talk to you about. All I want in this world is you. I want to see… — 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
Perhaps most people in the world aren’t trying to be free, Kafka. They just think they are. It’s all an illusion. If… — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
Many people tell me that they don 't know what to feel when they finish one of my books because the story… — 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
Things can be seen better in the darkness," he said, as if he had just seen into her mind. "But the longer… — 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
Like a Chinese box, the world of the novel contained smaller worlds, and inside those were yet smaller worlds. Together, these worlds… — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
Constipation was one of the things she hated most in the world, on par with despicable men who commit domestic violence and… — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
People want to be bowled over by something special. Nine times out of ten you might strike out, but that tenth time,… — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
Beyond the edge of the world there’s a space where emptiness and substance neatly overlap, where past and future form a continuous,… — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
I'm going to take you out of here ... I'm going to take you home, to the world where you belong, where… — 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
“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 Image
“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 Image
“You let something out of the bag before yourself knew what it was all about” — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image