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In this world, there is no absolute good, no absolute evil, the man said. Good and evil are not fixed, stable entities, but are continually trading places. A good may be transformed into an evil in the next second. And

In this world, there is no absolute good, no absolute evil," the man said. "Good and evil are not fixed, stable entities, but are continually trading places. A good may be transformed into an evil in the next second. And vice versa. Such was the way of the world that Dostoevsky depicted in The Brothers Karamazov. The most important thing is to maintain the balance between the constantly moving good and evil. If you lean too much in either direction, it becomes difficult to maintain actual morals. Indeed, balance itself is the good.

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Brother, Moving, Men

Even if you don't acknowledge it, people die, and guys sleep with girls. That's just how it is.

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Girl, Sleep, People

Life's no piece of cake, mind you, but the recipe's my own to fool with.

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Cake, Mind, Pieces
Haruki Murakami (1993). “Hard-boiled Wonderland and the End of the World: A Novel”, Vintage

Sometimes we don't need words. Rather, it's words that need us.

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Needs, Sometimes

Everyone may be ordinary, but they're not normal.

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Ordinary, May, Normal
Haruki Murakami (1993). “Hard-boiled Wonderland and the End of the World: A Novel”, Vintage

A theory is a battlefield in your head.

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Theory, Battlefields
Haruki Murakami (2011). “Kafka On The Shore”, p.219, Random House

Two-thirds of earth's surface is ocean, and all we can see with the naked eye is the surface.

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Ocean, Eye, Two
Haruki Murakami (2011). “The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle”, p.226, Random House

It's not right for one friend to do all the giving and the other to do all the taking: that's not real friendship.

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Giving, One Friend
"Honey Pie". www.newyorker.com. August 20, 2001.

My priority is my books, at least at this point. What I have to do is write the narrative of this time.

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Book, Writing, Priorities

It's good when food tastes good, it's kind of like proof you're alive.

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Alive, Taste, Kind

The good thing about writing book is that you can dream while you are awake.

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Dream, Book, Writing

My father belongs to the generation that fought the war in the 1940s. When I was a kid my father told me stories - not so many, but it meant a lot to me. I wanted to know what happened then, to my father's generation. It's a kind of inheritance, the memory of it.

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Memories, Father, War

Memory is like fiction; or else it's fiction that's like memory.

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Memories, Fiction

The heavy smell of flower petals stroked the walls of my lungs.

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Wall, Flower, Smell
"The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle". Book by Haruki Murakami, August 25, 1995.

At my core, there is nothing. Neither is it parched wastelands. At my core, there is love. I'll go on loving that ten-year-old boy named Tengo forever --- his strength, his intelligence, his kindness. He does not exist here, with me, but flesh that does not exist will never die, and promises unmade are never broken.

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Kindness, Boys, Years

You’re here,” I continued. “At least you look as if you’re here. But maybe you aren’t. Maybe it’s just your shadow. The real you may be someplace else. Or maybe you already disappeared, a long, long time ago. I reach out my hand to see, but you’ve hidden yourself behind a cloud of probablys. Do you think we can go on like this forever?

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Real, Thinking, Clouds

I would never see her again, except in memory. She was here, and now she's gone. There is no middle ground. Probably is a word that you may find south of the border. But never, ever west of the sun.

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Memories, Gone, May

My point is: in this whole wide world the only person you can depend on is you.

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World, Persons, Whole
Haruki Murakami (2011). “Kafka On The Shore”, p.95, Random House

If you want to talk about something new, you have to make up a new kind of language.

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Want, Language, Kind

Sheep hurt my father, and through my father, sheep have also hurt me.

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Hurt, Father, Sheep
"A Wild Sheep Chase". Book by Haruki Murakami, books.google.ru. October 10, 2011.

two people can sleep in the same bed and still be alone when they close their eyes

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Life, Sleep, Eye
Haruki Murakami (1993). “Hard-boiled Wonderland and the End of the World: A Novel”, Vintage

Love and used Subarus were two different things. Weren't they?

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Two, Different, Used

Living like an empty shell is not really living, no matter how many years it may go on. The heart and flesh of an empty shell give birth to nothing more than the life of an empty shell.

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Heart, Years, Giving
Haruki Murakami (2007). “Vintage Murakami”, p.161, Vintage

Her pupils have taken on a lonely hue, like grey clouds reflected in a calm lake.

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Lonely, Taken, Lakes
Haruki Murakami (2011). “After Dark”, p.152, Random House

Maybe the star doesnt even exist any more.Yet sometimes that light seems more real to me than anything.

Haruki Murakami
Stars, Real, Light

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