Murakami Quotes

The real world—where I probably could never be happy, and never get anywhere.

Passion can’t sustain itselfforever.

Reality spilled out into the alley like water from an overfilled bowl - as sound, as smell, as image, as plea, as response.

But you knoe, she's right. Every single day, each time I see her face, see her, it's utterly precious.

What we needed were not words and promises but the steady accumulation of small realities.

Look at the rain long enough, with no thoughts in your head, and you gradually feel your body falling loose, shaking free of the world of reality. Rain has the power to hypnotize.

When you prick a person with a needle, red blood comes out- that's the real world.

The music world is where child prodigies go to die.

Memory is like fiction: or else it's fiction that's like memory.

Memory is like fiction: or else it' fiction that's like memory.

Next she turned the gun upward and thrust the muzzle into her mouth. Now it was aimed directly at her cerebrum-- the gray labyrinth where consciousness resided.

It was as if - this something I thought of only later, of course - she was gently peeling back one layer after another that covered a person's heart, a very sensual feeling.

There are some things in this world that can be done over, and some that can't. And time passing is one thing that can't be redone. Come this tar, and you can't come back.

There are some things in this world that can be done over, and some that can't. And time passing is one thing that can't be undone. Come this far, and you can't go back.

It was as if-this is something I thought of only later, of course-she was gently peeling bcd one layer after another hat covered a person's heart, a very sensual feeling.

It was as if - this something I thought of only later, of course - she were gently peeling back one layer after another that covered a person's heart, a very sensual feeling.

The laugh left a bitter taste in our mouths, but we laughed out all the same.

Every person should decide for himself how happy, or unhappy, our society might be.

Forgive me for stating the obvious, but the world is made up of all kinds of people. Other people have their own value to live by, and the same holds true with me.

Living like an empty shell is not really living, no matter how many years it might go on

Living and dying are, in a sense, of equal value.

At some point the future becomes reality. And then it quickly becomes the past.

Dreams are things from the past. They aren't from the future. That wasn't you imprisoned there. You imprison your dreams. You understand?Yeah, I'd say. But I wasn't convinced.

When you say you believe, you allow the possibility of disappointment. And from disappointment or betrayal, there may come despair. Such is the way of the mind.

The very thought of such people’s intolerant worldview, their inflated sense of self superiority, and their callous imposition of their own beliefs on others was enough to fill her with rage.

But there are certain meanings that are lost forever the moment they are explained in words.

Words left their mouths to hang frozen in midair.

I've been clinging to this world like a discarded shell of an insect stuck to a branch, about to be blown off forever by a gust of wind.

I was a vacant room. Inside, the music produces only a dry, hollow echo.

Being alive, if you had to define it, meant emitting a variety of smells

Something will work out tomorrow, I thought. And if not, then tomorrow I'll do some thinking. Ob—la-di, ob-la-da, life goes on.

I don't know much about the world, but I do know one thing for sure. If I'm pessimistic, then the adults in this world who are not pessimistic are a bunch of idiots.

Guns are like cars: you can trust a good used one better than one that's brand new.

I might have been afraid that if I really loved someone and needed her, one day she might suddenly disappear without a word, and I'd be left all alone.

Maybe you didn't want to get married, or get tied down?'Tsukuru shook his head. 'No, I don't think that was it. I'm the sort of person who craves stability.

I need to learn not just to forget but to forgive.

Each memory was now the shadow of a shadow of a shadow. The only thing that remained tangible to him was the sense of absence.

For darkness terrifies. It swallows you, warps you, nullifies you. Who alive can possibly profess confidence in darkness? In the dark, you can't see.

We keep moving. And as we do, the things around us, well, they disappear.

April and May were painful, lonely months for me because I couldn't talk to you. I never knew that spring could be so painful and lonely. Better to have three Februaries than a spring like this.

She and I were bound together at the border between life and death. It was like that for us from the start

Nights without work I spent with whisky and books.

He stopped complaining, but now I was annoyed. I went to the roof and drank alone.

I'd like to have a good long talk with you once you've calmed down. Please call me soon. Happy Birthday.

Then, all but instinctively, I took her in my arms. Pressed against me, her whole body trembling, she continued to cry without a sound.

The ones with no imagination are always the quickest to justify themselves

And you came to Finland to build a station?""No I came here on vacation to visit a friend.""That's good, " the driver said. "Vacations and friends are the two best things in life.

For a ten-year-old boy and a ten-year-old girl to become good friends was not easy under any circumstances. Indeed, it might be one of the most difficult accomplishments in the world.

Unsure how to answer, I took another grape. Time was no problem for me, but I wasn't eager to hear the long life story of a dwarf. And besides, this was a dream. It could evaporate any moment.

This life is nothing but a short, painful dream.