I’m a writer. I don’t support any war. That’s my principle.
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I’m a writer. I don’t support any war. That’s my principle.
HARUKI MURAKAMISpend your money on the things money can buy. Spend your time on the things money can’t buy.
HARUKI MURAKAMIWhatever it is you’re seeking won’t come in the form you’re expecting.
HARUKI MURAKAMIMemories warm you up from the inside. But they also tear you apart.
HARUKI MURAKAMISometimes fate is like a small sandstorm that keeps changing directions.
HARUKI MURAKAMIConcentration is one of the happiest things in my life.
HARUKI MURAKAMIWhat happens when people open their hearts? They get better.
HARUKI MURAKAMILife is not like water. Things in life don’t necessarily flow over the shortest possible route.
HARUKI MURAKAMII think history is collective memories. In writing, I’m using my own memory, and I’m using my collective memory.
HARUKI MURAKAMIAs time goes on, you’ll understand. What lasts, lasts; what doesn’t, doesn’t. Time solves most things. And what time can’t solve, you have to solve yourself.
HARUKI MURAKAMIPeople die all the time. Life is a lot more fragile than we think. So you should treat others in a way that leaves no regrets. Fairly, and if possible, sincerely.
HARUKI MURAKAMINo matter how much suffering you went through, you never wanted to let go of those memories.
HARUKI MURAKAMINobody 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 MURAKAMIUnfortunately, the clock is ticking, the hours are going by. The past increases, the future recedes. Possibilities decreasing, regrets mounting.
HARUKI MURAKAMII 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.
HARUKI MURAKAMIAnd once the storm is over, you won’t remember how you made it through, how you managed to survive. You won’t even be sure, whether the storm is really over. But one thing is certain. When you come out of the storm, you won’t be the same person who walked in.
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