Then when dusk began to settle he would retrace his steps, back to his own world. And on the way home, a loneliness would always claim his heart. He could never quite get a grip on what it was. It just seemed that whatever lay waiting "out there" was all too vast, too overwhelming for him to possibly ever make a dent in.
-Haruki Murakami
Select a background
More quotes by Haruki Murakami
Popular Authors
A curated listing of popular authors.