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@etris
(...) as I sat there, I found myself thinking of things I hadn’t thought of for years, old emotions washing over me, new thoughts and ideas being pulled from me as if my perception itself were being stretched out of shape. It was almost too much, but I didn’t want it to stop.
Louisa Clark in Me Before You by Jojo Moyes
Sometimes the wall I’ve erected around me comes crumbling down. It doesn’t happen very often, but sometimes, before I even realize what’s going on, there I am – naked and defenseless and totally confused.
Kafka on the Shore by Haruki Murakami
One heart is not connected to another through harmony alone. They are, instead, linked deeply through their wounds. Pain linked to pain, fragility to fragility. There is no silence without a cry of grief, no forgiveness without bloodshed, no acceptance without a passage through acute loss. That is what lies at the root of true harmony.
Colorless Tsukuru Tazaki and His Years of Pilgrimage by Haruki Murakami
Everything has boundaries. The same holds true with thought. You shouldn't fear boundaries, but you also should not be afraid of destroying them. That's what is most important if you want to be free: respect for and exasperation with boundaries. What's really important in life is always the things that are secondary.
Colorless Tsukuru Tazaki and His Years of Pilgrimage by Haruki Murakami
It means leaving behind your physical body. Leaving the cage of your physical flesh, breaking free of the chains, and letting pure logic soar free. Giving a natural life to logic. That's the core of free thought.
Haida's definition of "Free thought"; Colorless Tsukuru Tazaki and His Years of Pilgrimage by Haruki Murakami
Let me tell you something… The ground we stand on looks solid enough, but if something happens it can drop right out from under you. And once that happens, you’ve had it: things’ll never be the same. All you can do is go on living alone in the darkness.
After Dark - Haruki Murakami
And now here I was, inside a closed circuit, spinning my wheels. Knowing I wasn’t getting anywhere, but spinning just the same. I had to. Had to keep that up or I wouldn’t be able to survive.
Haruki Murakami, Sputnik Sweetheart
There’s one thing I can say for sure: I wish you were here with me. ...I’m lonely being so far away from you. If we were even farther apart, I know I’d feel even more lonely. I’d like to think you feel the same way.
Haruki Murakami, Sputnik Sweetheart
It was hard to accept that she had almost no feelings, maybe none at all, for me as a man. This hurt so bad at times it felt like someone was gouging out my guts with a knife. Still, the time I spent with her was more precious than anything. She helped me forget the undertone of loneliness in my life. She expanded the outer edges of my world, helped me draw a deep, soothing breath.
Haruki Murakami, Sputnik Sweetheart
I have to talk to you... I have a million things to talk to you about. A million things we have to talk about. All I want in this world is you. I want to see you and talk. I want the two of us to begin everything from the beginning.
Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood
The memories would slam against me like the waves of an incoming tide, sweeping my body along to some strange new place -- a place where I lived with the dead... Death in that place was not a decisive element that brought life to an end. There, death was but one of many elements comprising life.
Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood
In the deepening spring of May, I had no choice but to recognize the trembling of my heart. It usually happened as the sun was going down. In the pale evening gloom, when the soft fragrance of magnolias hung in the air, my heart would swell without warning, and tremble, and lurch with a stab of pain. I would try clamping my eyes shut and gritting my teeth, and wait for it to pass. And it would pass - but slowly, taking its own time, and leaving a dull ache in its path.
Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood
Oh well, what the hell, you obviously want to be alone, so I’ll leave you alone. Go ahead and think away to your heart’s content! But don’t get me wrong. I’m not totally mad at you. I’m just sad. You were so nice to me when I was having my problems, but now that you’re having yours, it seems there’s not a thing I can do for you. You’re all locked up in that little world of yours, and when I try knocking on the door, you just sort of look up for a second and go right back inside.
Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood
Of course life frightens me sometimes. I don't happen to take that as the premise for everything else, though. I'm going to give it 100 percent and go as far as I can. I'll take what I want and leave what I don't want. That's how I intend to live my life, and if things go bad, I'll stop and reconsider at that point.
Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood
It's because I think of you when I'm in bed in the morning that I can wind my spring and tell myself I have to live another good day. I know I have to give it my best here just as you are doing there.
Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood
It feels good to think about you when I’m warm in bed. I feel as if you're curled up there beside me, fast asleep. And I think how great it would be if it were true. I miss you terribly sometimes, but in general I go on living with all the energy I can muster.
Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood.