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More Quotes by Haruki Murakami
It's like Tolstoy said. Happiness is an allegory, unhappiness a story.
But I didn't understand then. That I could hurt somebody so badly she would never recover. That a person can, just by living, damage another human being beyond repair.
I think you still love me, but we can’t escape the fact that I’m not enough for you. I knew this was going to happen. So I’m not blaming you for falling in love with another woman. I’m not angry, either. I should be, but I’m not. I just feel pain. A lot of pain. I thought I could imagine how much this would hurt, but I was wrong.
What happens when people open their hearts?" "They get better.
If you remember me, then I don't care if everyone else forgets.
I dream. Sometimes I think that's the only right thing to do.
Why do people have to be this lonely? What's the point of it all? Millions of people in this world, all of them yearning, looking to others to satisfy them, yet isolating themselves. Why? Was the earth put here just to nourish human loneliness?
Sometimes when I look at you, I feel I'm gazing at a distant star. It's dazzling, but the light is from tens of thousands of years ago. Maybe the star doesn't even exist any more. Yet sometimes that light seems more real to me than anything.
Whatever it is you're seeking won't come in the form you're expecting.
No matter how much suffering you went through, you never wanted to let go of those memories.
