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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.

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.

Haruki Murakami
Space, Doe, Taste
FaceBook post by Haruki Murakami from Jul 09, 2014

Maybe the only thing I can definitely say about is this: That’s life. Maybe the only thing we can do is accept it, without really knowing what’s going on.

Haruki Murakami
Knowing, Accepting, Can Do

Everything was too sharp and clear, so that I could never tell where to start- the way a map that shows too much can sometimes be useless.

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Useless, Maps, Too Much
FaceBook post by Haruki Murakami from Mar 13, 2015

What do you think? I'm not a starfish or a pepper tree. I'm a living, breathing human being. Of course I've been in love.

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Thinking, Breathing, Tree
FaceBook post by Haruki Murakami from May 07, 2014

Nobody likes being alone that much. I don't go out of my way to make friends, that's all. It just leads to disappointment.

Haruki Murakami
Friendship, Lonely, Disappointment
FaceBook post by Haruki Murakami from Nov 09, 2015

What a terrible thing it is to wound someone you really care for and to do it so unconsciously.

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Care, Norwegian Wood, Terrible
FaceBook post by Haruki Murakami from Sep 05, 2014

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

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Haruki Murakami (2011). “Dance Dance Dance”, p.59, Random House

Sometimes taking time is actually a shortcut.

Haruki Murakami
Shortcuts, Sometimes, Take Time
Haruki Murakami (2011). “What I Talk About When I Talk About Running”, p.161, Random House

I am a flawed human being - a far more flawed human being than you realize.

Haruki Murakami
Realizing, Flawed, Humans

Precipitate as weather, she appeared from somewhere, then evaporated, leaving only memory.

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Memories, Weather, Leaving
"Dance Dance Dance". Book by Haruki Murakami, 2011.

The pillow smells like the sunlight, a precious smell.

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Smell, Sunlight, Pillow

Is it possible, in the final analysis, for one human being to achieve perfect understanding of another? We can invest enormous time and energy in serious efforts to know another person, but in the end, how close can we come to that person's essence? We convince ourselves that we know the other person well, but do we really know anything important about anyone?

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Love, Friendship, Philosophy
FaceBook post by Haruki Murakami from Nov 10, 2015

Reading was like an addiction; I read while I ate, on the train, in bed until late at night, in school, where I'd keep the book hidden so I could read during class. Before long I bought a small stereo and spent all my time in my room, listening to jazz records. But I had almost no desire to talk to anyone about the experience I gained through books and music. I felt happy just being me and no one else. In that sense I could be called a stack-up loner.

Haruki Murakami
Book, Reading, School
FaceBook post by Haruki Murakami from Oct 09, 2015

People sometimes sneer at those who run every day, claiming they'll go to any length to live longer. But don't think that's the reason most people run. Most runners run not because they want to live longer, but because they want to live life to the fullest.

Haruki Murakami
Running, Live Life, Thinking

As long as I was alive, I was something. That was just how it was. But somewhere along the way it all changed. Living turned me into nothing.

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Long, Alive, Way
Haruki Murakami (2011). “Kafka On The Shore”, p.352, Random House

We were, the two of us, still fragmentary beings, just beginning to sense the presence of an unexpected, to be-aquired reality that would fill us and make us whole.

Haruki Murakami
Reality, Two, Unexpected
FaceBook post by Haruki Murakami from Sep 08, 2016

Exerting yourself to the fullest within your individual limits: that's the essence of running, and a metaphor for life

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Running, Essence, Limits
Haruki Murakami (2011). “What I Talk About When I Talk About Running”, p.83, Random House

I go by the gut. I might not appear to have any talent but I've got plenty of gut instinct.

Haruki Murakami
Might, Talent, Instinct
Haruki Murakami (2011). “1Q84: Books 1 and 2”, p.77, Random House

"They tell us that the only thing we have to fear is fear itself, but I don't believe that." he said. Then, a moment later, he added: "Oh, the fear is there, all right. It comes to us in many different forms, at different times, and overwhelms us. But the most frightening thing we can do at such times is to turn our backs on it, to close our eyes. For then we take the most precious thing inside us and surrender it to something else. In my case, that something was the wave."

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Believe, Eye, Different
"Blind Willow, Sleeping Woman". Book by Haruki Murakami, 2006.

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

Haruki Murakami
Looks, Strange, Midst

All I do is keep on running in my own cozy, homemade void, my own nostalgic silence. And this is a pretty wonderful thing. No matter what anybody else says.

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Running, Silence, Cozy
Haruki Murakami (2011). “What I Talk About When I Talk About Running”, p.23, Random House

Once thing goes wrong, then the whole house of cards collapses. And there's no way you can extricate yourself. Until someone comes along to drag you out.

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House Of Cards, Way, Drag
Haruki Murakami (2011). “South Of The Border, West Of The Sun”, p.81, Random House

Sometimes I feel so- I don’t know - lonely. The kind of helpless feeling when everything you’re used to has been ripped away. Like there’s no more gravity, and I’m left to drift in outer space with no idea where I’m going’ Like a little lost Sputnik?’ I guess so.

Haruki Murakami
Lonely, Ideas, Space

I didn't want to be a writer, but I became one. And now I have many readers, in many countries. I think that's a miracle. So I think I have to be humble regarding this ability. I'm proud of it and I enjoy it, and it is strange to say it this way, but I respect it.

Haruki Murakami
Country, Writing, Humble

For example, the wind has its reasons. We just don't notice as we go about our lives. But then, at some point, we are made to notice. The wind envelops you with a certain purpose in mind, and it rocks you. The wind knows everything that's inside you. And not just the wind. Everything, including a stone. They all know us very well. From top to bottom. It only occurs to us at certain times. And all we can do is go with those things. As we take them in, we survive, and deepen.

Haruki Murakami
Wind, Rocks, Mind
FaceBook post by Haruki Murakami from Jul 26, 2012

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