Haruki Murakami · 400 pages
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“two people can sleep in the same bed and still be alone when they close their eyes”
“Everyone may be ordinary, but they're not normal.”
“Whiskey, like a beautiful woman, demands appreciation. You gaze first, then it's time to drink.”
“Music brings a warm glow to my vision, thawing mind and muscle from their endless wintering.”
“Unclose your mind. You are not a prisoner. You are a bird in fight, searching the skies for dreams.”
“I never trust people with no appetite. It's like they're always holding something back on you.”
“Losing you is most difficult for me, but the nature of my love for you is what matters. If it distorts into half-truth, then perhaps it is better not to love you. I must keep my mind but loose you.”
“Open your eyes, train your ears, use your head. If a mind you have, then use it while you can.”
“Kindness and a caring mind are two separate qualities. Kindness is manners. It is superficial custom, an acquired practice. Not so the mind. The mind is deeper, stronger, and, I believe, it is far more inconstant.”
“Only where there is disillusionment and depression and sorrow does happiness arise; without the despair of loss, there is no hope.”
“You got to know your limits. Once is enough, but you got to learn. A little caution never hurt anyone. A good woodsman has only one scar on him. No more, no less.”
“Genius or fool, you don't live in the world alone. You can hide underground or you can build a wall around yourself, but somebody's going to come along and screw up the works.”
“Fairness is a concept that holds only in limited situations. Yet we want the concept to extend to everything, in and out of phase. From snails to hardware stores to married life. Maybe no one finds it, or even misses it, but fairness is like love. What is given has nothing to do with what we seek.”
“You're wrong. The mind is not like raindrops. It does not fall from the skies, it does not lose itself among other things. If you believe in me at all, then believe this: I promise you I will find it. Everything depends on this."
"I believe you," she whispers after a moment. "Please find my mind.”
“Life's no piece of cake, mind you, but the recipe's my own to fool with.”
“I wasn't particularly afraid of death itself. As Shakespeare said, die this year and you don't have to die the next.”
“Most human activities are predicated on the assumption that life goes on. If you take that premise away, what is there left?”
“I've always liked libraries. They're quiet and full of books and full of knowledge.”
“It's like a kid standing at the window watching the rain.”
“Huge organizations and me don't get along. They're too inflexible, waste too much time, and have too many stupid people.”
“Once, when I was younger, I thought I could be someone else. I'd move to Casablanca, open a bar, and I'd meet Ingrid Bergman. Or more realistically - whether actually more realistic or not - I'd tune in on a better life, something more suited to my true self. Toward that end, I had to undergo training. I read The Greening of America, and I saw Easy Rider three times. But like a boat with a twisted rudder, I kept coming back to the same place. I wasn't anywhere. I was myself, waiting on the shore for me to return.”
“What was lost was lost. There was no retrieving it, however you schemed, no returning to how things were, no going back.”
“But didn't you say you were satisfied with your life?"
"Word games," I dismissed. "Every army needs a flag.”
“Once again, life had a lesson to teach me: It takes years to build up, it takes moments to destroy.”
“That's wrong," she declared. "Everyone must have one thing that they can excel at. It's just a matter of drawing it out, isn't it? But school doesn't know how to draw it out. It crushes the gift. It's no wonder most people never get to be what they want to be. They just get ground down.”
“The best musicians transpose consciousness into sound; painters do the same for color and shape.”
“How can the mind be so imperfect?" she says with a smile.
I look at my hands. Bathed in the moonlight, they seem like statues, proportioned to no purpose.
"It may well be imperfect," I say, "but it leaves traces. And we can follow those traces, like footsteps in the snow."
"Where do the lead?"
"To oneself," I answer. "That's where the mind is. Without the mind, nothing leads anywhere."
I look up. The winter moon is brilliant, over the Town, above the Wall.
"Not one thing is your fault," I comfort her.”
“Time is too conceptual. Not that it stops us from filling it in. So much so, we can't even tell whether our experiences belong to time or to the world of physical things.”
“You are who you choose to be. No matter how much light is shed upon you, if you still choose to remain in darkness, that’s your doing, not anyone else’s.”
“Falling is easier if you don't fight it.”
“It was a figure of a whale, with a white triangle that was supposed to be its spray. The spray moved up and down above the blowhole. On top of the spray sat a black-haired woman.”
“If it don't come back, it was never yours. If it comes back, it's yours to keep.”
“Autumn is always a time of Fear and Greed and Hoarding for the winter coming on. Debt collectors are active on old people and fleece the weak and helpless. They want to lay in enough cash to weather the known horrors of January and February. There is always a rash of kidnapping and abductions of schoolchildren in the football months. Preteens of both sexes are traditionally seized and grabbed off the streets by gangs of organized perverts who traditionally give them as Christmas gifts to each other to be personal sex slaves and playthings.
Most of these things are obviously Wrong and Evil and Ugly — but at least they are Traditional. They will happen. Your driveway will ice over, your furnace will blow up, and you will be rammed in traffic by an uninsured driver in a stolen car.
But what the hell? That's why we have Insurance, eh? And the Inevitability of these nightmares is what makes them so reassuring. Life will go on, for good or ill. But some things are forever, right? The structure may be a little Crooked, but the foundations are still strong and unshakable.”
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