Tag Archive | Haruki Murakami

I always feel as if I’m struggling to become someone else…

“I always feel as if I’m struggling to become someone else. As if I’m trying to find a new place, grab hold of a new life, a new personality. I suppose it’s part of growing up, yet it’s also an attempt to re-invent myself. By becoming a different me, I could free myself of everything. I seriously believed I could escape myself – as long as I made the effort. But I always hit a dead end. No matter where I go, I still end up me. What’s missing never changes. The scenery may change, but I’m still the same old incomplete person. The same missing elements torture me with a hunger that I can never satisfy. I think that lack itself is as close as I’ll come to defining myself.”

Haruki Murakami, South of the Border, West of the Sun

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In this world, there is no absolute good, no absolute evil…

“In this world, there is no absolute good, no absolute evil,” the man said. “Good and evil are not fixed, stable entities, but are continually trading places. A good may be transformed into an evil in the next second. And vice versa. Such was the way of the world that Dostoevsky depicted in The Brothers Karamazov. The most important thing is to maintain the balance between the constantly moving good and evil. If you lean too much in either direction, it becomes difficult to maintain actual morals. Indeed, balance itself is the good.

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Lost opportunities, lost possibilities, feelings we can never get back.

“Lost opportunities, lost possibilities, feelings we can never get back. That’s part of what it means to be alive. But inside our heads – at least that’s where I imagine it – there’s a little room where we store those memories. A room like the stacks in this library. And to understand the workings of our own heart we have to keep on making new reference cards. We have to dust things off every once in awhile, let in fresh air, change the water in the flower vases. In other words, you’ll live forever in your own private library.”

Haruki Murakami, Kafka on the Shore

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DANCE and don’t stop. What’s the point – don’t think. Sense is still there, and never was.

DANCE and don’t stop. What’s the point – don’t think. Sense is still there, and never was.

Think – will stop legs… all your contacts with the world around will break… so no way to his feet stopped.

Even if everything around you seems silly and pointless – don’t pay any attention.

For rhythm watch and keep dancing… wring itself as a lemon. And remember: there is nothing to fear.

Your main opponent is tired. Fatigue and panic from fatigue. It happens every.

Will feel that the whole world is set up correctly. And legs begin to stop themselves…

and there is no other way, definitely need to dance. Moreover: to dance is very cool and nothing else.

So all looked at you… so yeah. While the music is playing – DANCE.

Haruki Murakami’s “Dance, Dance, Dance”

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Closing your eyes isn’t going to change anything.

“Closing your eyes isn’t going to change anything.

Nothing’s going to disappear just because you can’t see what’s going on.

In fact, things will even be worse the next time you open your eyes.

That’s the kind of world we live in. Keep your eyes wide open.

Only a coward closes his eyes.

Closing your eyes and plugging up your ears won’t make time stand still.”

Haruki Murakami

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