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Will you wait for me forever?

Will you wait for me forever?

Haruki Murakami
Waiting, Forever, Wait For Me
Haruki Murakami (2011). “Norwegian Wood”, p.193, Random House

Everybody has to start somewhere. You have your whole future ahead of you. Perfection doesn't happen right away.

Haruki Murakami
Perfection, Fresh Start, Happens

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.

Haruki Murakami
Writing, Letters, Able
Haruki Murakami (2011). “Norwegian Wood”, p.112, Random House

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

Haruki Murakami
Life, People, Want
Haruki Murakami (2014). “The Strange Library”, p.20, Knopf

Overhead, the two moons worked together to bathe the world in a strange light.

Haruki Murakami
Moon, Light, Two
FaceBook post by Haruki Murakami from Dec 07, 2015

If you think God’s there, He is. If you don’t, He isn’t. And if that’s what God’s like, I wouldn’t worry about it.

Haruki Murakami
Atheist, Thinking, Worry
"Kafka on the Shore". Book by Haruki Murakami, 2002.

Passion can’t sustain itself forever.

Haruki Murakami
Passion, Forever
"The Folklore of Our Times". www.newyorker.com. June 9, 2003.

What makes us the most normal," said Reiko, "is knowing that we're not normal.

Haruki Murakami
Knowing, Normal, Said

My father always told me: 'Give somebody a hand and he'll take an arm.

Haruki Murakami
Father, Hands, Giving

Your heart is like a great river after a long spell of rain, spilling over its banks. All signposts that once stood on the ground are gone, inundated and carried away by that rush of water. And still the rain beats down on the surface of the river. Every time you see a flood like that on the news you tell yourself: That’s it. That’s my heart.

Haruki Murakami
Rain, Heart, Rivers
FaceBook post by Haruki Murakami from Nov 04, 2015

Lots of different ways to live and lots of different ways to die. But in the end that doesn't make a bit of difference. All that remains is a desert.

Haruki Murakami
Differences, Different, Desert
Haruki Murakami (2011). “South Of The Border, West Of The Sun”, p.71, Random House

A certain something, he felt, had managed to work its way in through a tiny opening and was trying to fill a blank space inside him. The void was not one that she had made. It had always been there inside him. She had merely managed to shine a special light on it.

Haruki Murakami
Space, Light, Shining
FaceBook post by Haruki Murakami from Mar 19, 2015

But who can say what's best? That's why you need to grab whatever chance you have of happiness where you find it, and not worry about other people too much. My experience tells me that we get no more than two or three such chances in a life time, and if we let them go, we regret it for the rest of our lives.

Haruki Murakami
Regret, Two, People
FaceBook post by Haruki Murakami from Jan 30, 2015

The thoughts that occur to me while I’m running are like clouds in the sky. Clouds of all different sizes. They come and they go, while the sky remains the same sky always. The clouds are mere guests in the sky that pass away and vanish, leaving behind the sky.

Haruki Murakami
Running, Sky, Clouds

"Between a high, solid wall and an egg that breaks against it, I will always stand on the side of the egg." Yes, no matter how right the wall may be and how wrong the egg, I will stand with the egg. Someone else will have to decide what is right and what is wrong; perhaps time or history will decide. If there were a novelist who, for whatever reason, wrote works standing with the wall, of what value would such works be?

Haruki Murakami
Wall, Eggs, Novelists
"Always on the Side of the Egg". www.haaretz.com. February 17, 2009.

Anyone who falls in love is searching for the missing pieces of themselves. So anyone who's in love gets sad when they think of their lover. It's like stepping back inside a room you have fond memories of, one you haven't seen in a long time.

Haruki Murakami
Love, Life, Memories
"Kafka on the Shore". Book by Haruki Murakami, January, 2005.

No matter what you tell me, no matter how legitimate your reasons, I can never just forget about you, I can never push the years we spent together out of my mind. I can't do it because it really happened, they are part of my life, and there is no way I can just erase them. That would be the same as erasing my own self.

Haruki Murakami
Self, Years, Mind

Everytime you see a flood like that on the news you tell yourself: That's it. That's my heart.

Haruki Murakami
Heart, News, Flood Likes

I'm going to take you out of here ... I'm going to take you home, to the world where you belong, where cats with bent tails live, and there are little backyards, and alarm clocks ring in the morning.

Haruki Murakami
Morning, Home, Cat
FaceBook post by Haruki Murakami from Jul 18, 2014

What if I’ve forgotten the most important thing? What if somewhere inside me there is a dark limbo where all the truly important memories are heaped and slowly turning into mud?...the thought fills me with an almost unbearable sorrow.

Haruki Murakami
Memories, Dark, What If

What I feel for her is a wholly different emotion. It stands and walks on its own, living and breathing and throbbing and shaking me to the roots of my being.

Haruki Murakami
Breathing, Roots, Different
FaceBook post by Haruki Murakami from Jun 23, 2015

It's all matter of attitude. You could let a lot of things bother you if you wanted to But it's pretty much the same anywhere you go, you can manage.

Haruki Murakami
Attitude, Matter, Bother

Don't pointless things have a place, too, in this far-from-perfect world?

Haruki Murakami
Perfect, Sputnik, World
"Sputnik Sweetheart". Book by Haruki Murakami, www.theguardian.com. 1999.

If you miss the bus, miss the train, you’d be left behind. So everyone says, let’s get on the train, let’s get on the bus and go faster and get rich... I just didn’t like that kind of lifestyle. I love to read books, to listen to music.

Haruki Murakami
Book, Missing, Kind

You can keep as quiet as you like, but one of these days somebody is going to find you.

Haruki Murakami
Life, Quiet, These Days
FaceBook post by Haruki Murakami from Sep 06, 2016

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