Quote by Haruki Murakami

“He was up to his neck in it. He was breathing the air of its world, adapting to its gravity. The story's essence had…

— Haruki Murakami

“There was no breath in him, no flush of blood, no taint of sweat or tears. Next to him, I felt the grossness of…

— Martine Leavitt

“This is what he was good at, he realized. This is what he did. He placed himself in the world, and the world drew…

— Bruce Brooks

“The intellectual part of his nature was already effaced; he had power only to feel, and feeling was torment. He was conscious of motion.…

— Ambrose Bierce

“He lay on his back, watching the great river of stars wash across the sky. Worlds above, worlds below. It made him feel very…

— James R. Sanford

“Somewhere deep inside, his humanity had been shaken by something so unnatural, so foreign in its essence, his very being withdrew from it...”

— Tamara Rose Blodgett

“His soul, it seemed to him, was more than empty. It was desiccated, reduced to the powder of its substance and now in danger…

— Randy Attwood

“What he carried with him, all he carried with him, was a lack, something like a lack of air, of proper behavior in his…

— Alice Munro

“...he had known that the endless space below him that stretched out like a maw was exactly that: a mouth the size of the…

— China Miéville

“somehow made him feel pure, whole, and righteous. He was filled with a feeling of euphoria, breathing rapidly, his heart racing,”

— Rayven T. Hill

“Breathing through his mouth, he found he could taste the air. It was the taste of an old, abandoned book; of a damp cemetery…

— Ambrose Ibsen

“But he was exhausted, too, and not even feeling as if he were alive. Inside him, it felt as if something brilliant, some fire,…

— Douglas Clegg