Quotes About Haruki Murakami

Wasn't he the one who said you shouldn't trust anybody who calls himself an ordinar man? - Naoko

I love David Lynch movies, and I like Haruki Murakami books.

The pillow smells like the sunlight, a precious smell.

Then she took my hand and touched it to the wound beside her eye. I caressed the half-inch scar. As I did so, the waves of her consciousness pulsed through my fingertips and into me - a delicate resonance of longing. Probably someone should take this girl in his arms and hold her tight, I thought. Probably someone other than me. Someone qualified to give her something. Goodbye, Mr. Wind-Up Bird. See you again sometime.

Don't tell me anymore. You should have your dream, as the old woman told you to. I understand how you feel, but if you put those feelings into words they will turn into lies. (from Thailand)

Hey Kizuki, I thought, you're not missing a damn thing. This world is a piece of shit. The assholes are earning their college credits and helping to create a society in their own disgusting image.

This is the extent of his knowledge of the sea: it was very big, it was salty, and fish lived there.

That was the rule. Break one of my rules once, and I'm bound to break many more.

Someone once said that nothing costs more and yields less benefit than revenge," Aomame said. "Winston Churchill. As I recall it, though, he was making excuses for the British Empire's budget deficits. It has no moral significance.

There wasn't any anger involved (I think). I mean, what was I supposed to be angry with? What I was feeling was a fundamental numbness. The numbness your heart automatically activates to lessen the awful pain when you want somebody desperately and they reject you. A kind of emotional morphine.

What most moved me in his letter was the sense of frustration that permeated the lieutenent's words: the frustration of never quite being able to depict or explain anything to his full satisfaction.

When asked "Was the model for Midori (a character in Norwegian Wood) modeled after your wife?") I showed your message to my wife. She got mad and yelled: "What would make them think I was the model for Midori?!" She told me to fix the misunderstanding immediately, so that's why I'm writing this reply now. Please stop causing problems in my household. Thank you.

The Boss is an honorable man. After the Lord, the most godly person I've ever met. You've met God? Certainly. I telephone Him every night.

La linea fragile delle sue labbra era agitata da un lieve tremito che sembrava in accordo col battito del suo cuore e le vibrazioni della sua anima.

Reading aloud is different from just following sentences with your eyes. Something quite unexpected wells up in your mind, a kind of indefinable resonance that I find impossible to resist.

Wasn't he the one who said you shouldn't trust anybody who calls himself an ordinar man? - Naoko

In the darkness, I returned to that small world of hers.

To tell you the truth, sleepless nights are as unusual for me as sumo wrestlers who look good in berets.

The weather service reported that there weren't any atmospheric conditions present that might have led to fish raining from the sky.

Number one of the list now was a diet book entitled Eat as much as You Want of the Food You Love and Still Lose Weight. What a great title. The whole book could be blank inside and it would still sell.

Perhaps the writer I've read the most of is Haruki Murakami, the Japanese writer, but I wouldn't necessarily say he's a favourite. I read him because I find his work so intriguing, but I don't necessarily feel I would follow this writer to the ends of the earth.

Whether you take the doughnut hole as a blank space or as an entity unto itself is a purely metaphysical question and does not affect the taste of the doughnut one bit.

But still, " Ayumi said, "it seems to me that this world has a serious shortage of both logic and kindness.""You may be right, " Aomame said, "But it's too late to trade it in for another one.

In dreams you don't need to make any distinctions between things. Not at all. Boundaries don't exist. So in dreams there are hardly ever collisions. Even if there are, they don't hurt. Reality is different. Reality bites. Reality, reality.