Haruki Murakami: Thing (page 2)
Haruki Murakami is Japanese author, novelist. Explore interesting quotes on thing.Source: Kafka on the Shore (2002)
Source: Kafka on the Shore (2002), Chapter 17, Oshima
Source: A Wild Sheep Chase: A Novel (1982), Chapter 10, Counting Sheep
Context: We can, if we so choose, wander aimlessly over the continent of the arbitrary. Rootless as some winged seed blown about on a serendipitous spring breeze. Nonetheless, we can in the same breath deny that there is any such thing as coincidence. What's done is done, what's yet to be is clearly yet to be. In other words, sandwiched as we are between the "everything" that is behind us and the "zero" beyond us, ours is an ephemeral existence in which there is neither coincidence nor possibility. In actual practice, however, distinctions between the two interpretations amount to precious little. A state of affairs (as with most face-offs between interpretations) not unlike calling the same food by two different names. So much for metaphors.
Source: Sputnik Sweetheart
“There's no such thing as perfect writing, just like there's no such thing as perfect despair.”
Source: Hear the Wind Sing
“Don't pointless things have a place, too, in this far-from-perfect world?”
Source: Sputnik Sweetheart
Source: What I Talk About When I Talk About Running
Variant: Hajime," she began, "the sad truth is that some things can't go backwards. Once they start going forward, no matter what you do, they can't go back to the way they were. If one little thing goes awry, then that's how it will stay forever.
Source: South of the Border, West of the Sun
“Some things in life are too complicated to explain in any language.”
Source: Colorless Tsukuru Tazaki and His Years of Pilgrimage
“It's easy to forget things you don't need anymore.”
Source: Kafka on the Shore
“No matter how honestly you open up to someone, there are still things you cannot reveal.”
Source: Colorless Tsukuru Tazaki and His Years of Pilgrimage
Source: Kafka on the Shore (2002), Chapter 12
Context: Most things are forgotten over time. Even the war itself, the life-and-death struggle people went through, is now like something from the distant past. We're so caught up in our everyday lives that events of the past, like ancient stars that have burned out, are no longer in orbit around our minds. There are just too many things we have to think about every day, too many new things we have to learn. New styles, new information, new technology, new terminology... But still, no matter how much time passes, no matter what takes place in the interim, there are some things we can never assign to oblivion, memories we can never rub away. They remain with us forever, like a touchstone. And for me, what happened in the woods that day is one of these.
Source: A Wild Sheep Chase: A Novel (1982), Chapter 2: Sixteen Steps
Source: Blind Willow, Sleeping Woman: 24 Stories