In everybody's life, there's a point of no return. And in very few cases, a point where you can't go forward anymore. And when we reach that point, all we can do is quietly accept the fact. That's how we survive.
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Kafka On The Shore
Coming this October: Killing Commendatore, the much-anticipated new novel from Haruki Murakami Kafka on the Shore displays one of the world’s great storytellers at the peak of his powers. Here we meet a teenage boy, Kafk
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But there's one thing missing: that lovely, innocent smile. She still smiles from time to time, definitely a charming smile, but it's always limited somehow, a smile that never goes beyond the moment. A high, invisible wall surrounds her, holding people at arm's length.
Solitude comes in different varieties.
From my own experience, when someone is trying very hard to get something, they don't. And when they're running away from something as hard as they can, it usually catches up with them.
The important thing—follow the rules and the woods will wordlessly accept me, sharing some of their peace and beauty. Cross the line, though, and beasts of silence lay in wait to maul me with razor-sharp claws.
I never knew the world was full of so many beautiful, natural sounds. I've ignored them my entire life, but not now.
The stars don't seem as intimidating as before, and I'm starting to feel closer to them. Each one gives out its own special light. I identify certain stars and watch how they twinkle in the night. Every once in a while they blaze more brightly for a moment.
You have to look! . . . 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 be even 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 cl…
In everything there's a proper order. You can't look too far ahead. Do that and you'll lose sight of what you're doing and stumble. I'm not saying you should focus solely on details right in front of you, mind you. You've got to look ahead a bit or else you'll bump into something. You've got to foll…
We all follow our mission in life.
You're afraid of imagination. And even more afraid of dreams. Afraid of the responsibility that begins in dreams . . . But you can't suppress dreams.
But that calm won't last long, you know. It's like beasts that never tire, tracking you everywhere you go. They come out at you deep in the forest. They're tough, relentless, merciless, untiring, and they never give up.
Sunlight shoots down through the branches like a spotlight illuminating the ground at my feet. The place feels special, somehow . . . Realizing all over again how important sunlight is to human beings, I appreciate each second of that precious light. The intense loneliness and helplessness I felt un…
The stars are like trees in the forest, alive and breathing. And they're watching me. What I've done up 'till now, what I'm going to do—they know it all. Nothing gets past their watchful eyes.
But the ones here— the ones living here— are totally different. They have a physical power, their breath grazing any humans who might chance by, their gaze zeroing in on the intruder like they've spotted their prey. Like they have some dark, prehistoric, magical powers. Like deep-sea creatures rule…
She'd said, I don't get it, you don't have to tell me that. Why don't you just go ahead and imagine what you want? You don't need my permission. How can I know what's in your head?
It's all a question of imagination. Our responsibility begins with the power to imagine.
The concept of death was beyond his powers of imagination. And pain was something he wasn't aware of until he actually felt it.
People soon get tired of things that aren't boring, but not of what is boring . . . For me, I might have the leisure to be bored, but not to grow tired of something. Most people can't distinguish between the two.
You can appreciate Schubert if you train yourself. I was the same way when I first listened to him—it bored me silly. It's only natural for someone your age. In time, you'll appreciate it.