Murakami Haruki idézet

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“There is nothing so cruel in this world as the desolation of having nothing to hope for.”

“Beyond the window, some kind of small, black thing shot across the sky. A bird, possibly. Or it might have been someone's soul being blown to the far side of the world.”

“With luck, it might even snow for us.”

“In the end, like so many beautiful promises in our lives, that dinner date never came to be.”

“Generally, people who are good at writing letters have no need to write letters. They've got plenty of life to lead inside their own context.”

“If you try to use your head to think about things, people don't want to have anything to do with you”

“How many Sundays – how many hundreds of Sundays like this – lay ahead of me? “Quiet, peaceful and lonely,” I said aloud to myself. On Sundays i didn't wind my spring.”

“When there's nothing to do, you do nothing slowly and intently.”

“Nobody's going to win all the time. On the highway of life you can't always be in the fast lane.”

“Your work should be an act of love, not a marriage of convenience.”

“I wasn't particularly afraid of death itself. As Shakespeare said, die this year and you don't have to die the next.”

“I’ve never once thought about how I was going to die,” she said. “I can’t think about it. I don’t even know how I’m going to live.”

“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.”

“As long as you have the courage to admit mistakes, things can be turned around.”

“There is nothing in this world that never takes a step outside a person's heart.”

“Even if you managed to escape from one cage, weren't you just in another, larger one?”

“Those were strange days, now that I look back at them. In the midst of life, everything revolved around death.”

“Will you wait for me forever?”

“It was as if I were writing letters to hold together the pieces of my crumbling life.”

“How wonderful it is to be able to write someone a letter! To feel like conveying your thoughts to a person, to sit at your desk and pick up a pen, to put your thoughts into words like this is truly marvelous.”

“I don't want our relationship to end like this. You're one of the very few friends I have, and it hurts not being able to see you. When am I going to be able to talk to you? I want you to tell me that much, at least.”

“No matter what form the relationship might take, he was the only person she could picture sharing her life with.”

“It's like a kid standing at the window watching the rain.”

“This may be the most important proposition revealed by history: 'At the time, no one knew what was coming.”

“Why do I act like this, agreeing when I really disagree, letting people force me to do things I don't want to do?”

“Forgive me for stating the obvious, but the world is made up of all kinds of people.”

“Most human activities are predicated on the assumption that life goes on. If you take that premise away, what is there left?”

“The right words always seemed to come too late.”

“Huge organizations and me don't get along. They're too inflexible, waste too much time, and have too many stupid people.”