135 Quotes About Norwegian-wood

  • Author Haruki Murakami
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    What marks his plays is the way things get so mixed up the characters are trapped. Do you see what I mean? A bunch of different people appear, and they've got all their own situations and reasons and excuses, and each one is pursuing his or her own brand of justice or happiness. As a result, nobody can do anything. Obviously. I mean, it's basically impossible for everybody's justice to prevail or everybody's happiness to triumph, so chaos takes over.

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  • Author Haruki Murakami
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    But think about it - what if there were a deus ex machina in real life? Everything would be so easy! If you felt stuck or trapped, some god would swing down from up here and solve all your problems. What could be easier than that?

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  • Author Haruki Murakami
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    And while you're living with these feelings, you youngsters get old just like me," said Reiko with a smile. "You're thinking about how it's morning now or night now and then the next thing you know, you're old.

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  • Author Haruki Murakami
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    My memory has grown increasingly dim, and I have already forgotten any number of things. Writing from memory like this, I often feel a pang of dread. What if I've forgotten the most important thing? What if somewhere inside me I'd a dark limbo where all the truly important memories are heaped and slowly turning into mud?

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  • Author Haruki Murakami
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    Death exists, not as the opposite but as a part of life. ... Death exists – in a paperweight, in four red and white balls on a pool table – and we go on living and breathing it into our lungs like fine dust.

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  • Author Haruki Murakami
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    That meadow scene is the first thing that comes back to me. The smell of grass, the faint chill of the wind, the line of the hills, the barking of a dog: these are the first things, and they come with absolute clarity. I feel as if I can reach out and trace them with a fingertip. And yet, as clear as the scene may be, no one is in it.

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