As 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 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 MURAKAMIDon’t feel sorry for yourself. Only assholes do that.
HARUKI MURAKAMIA fortunate author can write maybe twelve novels in his lifetime.
HARUKI MURAKAMIRain has the power to hypnotize.
HARUKI MURAKAMIListen up – there’s no war that will end all wars.
HARUKI MURAKAMIUnfortunately, the clock is ticking, the hours are going by. The past increases, the future recedes. Possibilities decreasing, regrets mounting.
HARUKI MURAKAMII’m a writer. I don’t support any war. That’s my principle.
HARUKI MURAKAMIWhat happens when people open their hearts? They get better.
HARUKI MURAKAMIPain is inevitable. Suffering is optional.
HARUKI MURAKAMIConcentration is one of the happiest things in my life.
HARUKI MURAKAMITaking crazy things seriously is a serious waste of time.
HARUKI MURAKAMIAnyone 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 MURAKAMIYoung people these days don’t trust anything at all. They want to be free.
HARUKI MURAKAMII 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 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 MURAKAMIMemories warm you up from the inside. But they also tear you apart.
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