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Sometimes you’re just the sweetest thing. Like Christmas, summer vacation, and a brand-new puppy rolled into one.

Sometimes you’re just the sweetest thing. Like Christmas, summer vacation, and a brand-new puppy rolled into one.

Haruki Murakami
Summer, Vacation, Puppy

The journey I'm taking is inside me. Just like blood travels down veins, what I'm seeing is my inner self and what seems threatening is just the echo of the fear in my heart.

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Fear, Heart, Journey
FaceBook post by Haruki Murakami from Mar 22, 2015

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.

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Memories, War, Struggle
"Kafka on the Shore". Book by Haruki Murakami, 2002.

Time flows in a strange way on Sundays.

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Sunday, Way, Flow

I happen to like the strange ones. People who look normal and leads normal lives - they're the ones you have to watch out for.

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People, Watches, Looks

Knowledge and ability were tools, not things to show off.

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Life, Tools, Ability

It's easy to forget things you don't need anymore.

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Needs, Forget, Easy

The world is full of ways and means to waste time.

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Mean, World, Way

This is what it means to live on. When granted hope, a person uses it as fuel, as a guidepost to life. It is impossible to live without hope.

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Mean, Use, Fuel

I want to believe you, but if that's true, I just don't get it. Why does loving somebody mean you have to hurt them just as much? I mean, if that's the way it goes, what's the point of loving someone?

Haruki Murakami
Hurt, Believe, Mean

One heart is not connected to another through harmony alone. They are, instead, linked deeply through their wounds. Pain linked to pain, fragility to fragility. There is no silence without a cry of grief, no forgiveness without bloodshed, no acceptance without a passage through acute loss. That is what lies at the root of true harmony.

Haruki Murakami
Pain, Lying, Grief
FaceBook post by Haruki Murakami from Oct 05, 2015

What's nurtured slowly grows well.

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Wells, Grows
Haruki Murakami (2011). “Sputnik Sweetheart”, p.16, Random House

I have this strange feeling that I'm not myself anymore. It's hard to put into words, but I guess it's like I was fast asleep, and someone came, disassembled me, and hurriedly put me back together again. That sort of feeling.

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Numbness, Together Again, Feelings
FaceBook post by Haruki Murakami from Sep 16, 2014

The best way to think about reality, I had decided, was to get as far away from it as possible.

Haruki Murakami
Reality, Thinking, Way
Haruki Murakami (2011). “The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle”, p.231, Random House

So the fact that I’m me and no one else is one of my greatest assets. Emotional hurt is the price a person has to pay in order to be independent.

Haruki Murakami
Running, Hurt, Inspirational Life

I probably still haven’t completely adapted to the world. I don’t know, I feel like this isn’t the real world. The people, the scene: they just don’t seem real to me.

Haruki Murakami
Real, People, World
Haruki Murakami (2011). “Norwegian Wood”, p.223, Random House

Closing your eyes isn't going to change anything. Nothing's going to disappear just because you can't see what's going on. In fact, things will even be worse the next time you open your eyes. That's the kind of world we live in. Keep your eyes wide open. Only a coward closes his eyes. Closing your eyes and plugging up your ears won't make time stand still.

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Eye, Coward, Ears
FaceBook post by Haruki Murakami from Mar 24, 2017

Strong and independent? I’m neither. I’m just being pushed along by reality, whether I like it or not.

Haruki Murakami
Strong, Independent, Reality

She waited for the train to pass. Then she said, "I sometimes think that people’s hearts are like deep wells. Nobody knows what’s at the bottom. All you can do is imagine by what comes floating to the surface every once in a while.

Haruki Murakami
Heart, Thinking, People
FaceBook post by Haruki Murakami from Jun 13, 2011

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

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Rain, Kids, Window
Haruki Murakami (1993). “Hard-boiled Wonderland and the End of the World: A Novel”, Vintage

Understanding is but the sum of misunderstandings.

Haruki Murakami
Understanding, Misunderstanding

I realize full well how hard it must be to go on living alone in a place from which someone has left you, but there is nothing so cruel in this world as the desolation of having nothing to hope for.

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Goes On, World, Realizing
FaceBook post by Haruki Murakami from Jun 30, 2011

No mistake about it. Ice is cold; roses are red; I'm in love. And this love is about to carry me off somewhere. The current's too overpowering; I don't have any choice. It may very well be a special place, some place I've never seen before. Danger may be lurking there, something that may end up wounding me deeply, fatally. I might end up losing everything. But there's no turning back. I can only go with the flow. Even if it means I'll be burned up, gone forever.

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Mistake, Mean, Love Is
FaceBook post by Haruki Murakami from Sep 10, 2015

That's how people live in the real world: forcing stuff on each other.

Haruki Murakami
Real, People, World

As I see it, you are living with something that you keep hidden deep inside. Something heavy. I felt it from the first time I met you. You have a strong gaze, as if you have made up your mind about something. To tell you the truth, I myself carry such things around inside. Heavy things. That is how I can see it in you.

Haruki Murakami
Strong, Mind, Heavy Things
FaceBook post by Haruki Murakami from Feb 22, 2017

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