Top 100 Love Murakami Quotes
#1. I forgot my eraser," I told her, "so if you have an extra, could you let me borrow it?" She took her eraser, broke it in two, and gave me half. And smiled broadly. Like the saying goes, in that instant I fell in love.
Haruki Murakami
#2. Like boarding a train running parallel. That's what disappearing is.
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#3. What I feel for her is a wholly different emotion. It stands and walks on its own, living and breathing and throbbing and shaking me to the roots of my being.
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#4. If you miss the bus, miss the train, you'd be left behind. So everyone says, let's get on the train, let's get on the bus and go faster and get rich ... I just didn't like that kind of lifestyle. I love to read books, to listen to music.
Haruki Murakami
#5. You know how to put pretty words on a page, but you don't know shit about a woman's feelings.
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#6. Why does loving somebody mean you have to hurt them just as much? I mean if that's the way it goes, what's the point of loving someone? Why the hell does it have to be like that?
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#8. I might have been afraid that if I really loved someone and needed her, one day she might suddenly disappear without a word, and I'd be left all alone.
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#9. I love you," I said to her. "From the bottom of my heart. I don't ever want to let you go again. But there's nothing I can do. I can't make a move."
"Because of her?"
I nodded.
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#10. I was feeling lonely without her, but the fact that I could feel lonely at all was consolation. Loneliness wasn't such a bad feeling. It was like the stillness of the pin oak after the little birds had flown off.
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#11. A more pressing problem for me is that I have never been able to love anyone seriously. I have never felt unconditional love for anyone since the day I was born, never felt that I could give myself completely to that one person. Never once.
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#12. For a certain kind of person, love begins from something tiny or silly.
From something like that or it doesn't begin at all.
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#13. If you can love someone with your whole heart, even one person, then there's salvation in life. Even if you can't get together with that person.
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#14. Love can rebuild the world, they say, so everything's possible when it comes to love.
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#15. I love pop culture
the Rolling Stones, the Doors, David Lynch, things like that.
That's why I said I don't like elitism.
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#16. The breeze carried snatches of music from a large portable radio on the grass: a sugary song of love either lost or about to be.
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#17. Act that way and slowly but surely I will fade away. All the dawns and all the twilights will rob me, piece by piece, of myself, and before long my very life will be shaved away completely - and I would end up nothing.
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#18. Despite your best efforts, people are going to be hurt when it's time for them to be hurt.
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#20. I had several girlfriends, but nothing lasted. I'd date one for a few months, and then start thinking: This isn't what I want.
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#21. The person she fell in love with happened to be 17 years older than Sumire. And was married. And, I should add, was a woman. This is where it all began, and where it all ended.
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#22. But this is something you have to figure out on your own. Nobody can help you. That's what love's all about, Kafka. You're the one having those wonderful feelings. but you have to go it alone as you wander through the dark. Your mind and body have to bear it. All by yourself.
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#23. I wonder what either of us knows about love. Our love has never been tested.
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#24. I have these realistic dreams and snap wide awake in the middle of the night. And for a while I can't work out what's real and what isn't ... That kind of feeling. Do you have any idea what I'm saying?
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#25. I have a million things to talk to you 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.
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#26. So after he died, I didn't know how to relate to other people. I didn't know what it means to love another person.
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#27. Your work should be an act of love, not a marriage of convenience.
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#28. April and May were painful, lonely months for me because I couldn't talk to you. I never knew that spring could be so painful and lonely. Better to have three Februaries than a spring like this.
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#30. Like Naokuo, I'm not really sure what it means to love another person. Though she meant it a little differently. I do want to try my best though. I have to, or else I won't know where to go. Like you said before, Naoko and I have to save each other. It's the only was for us to be saved!
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#31. When I'm with you I feel something is just right. I believe in you. I like you. I don't want to let you go.
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#32. After a short breather, Reiko crushed her cigarette out and picked her guitar up again. She played "Penny Lane," "Blackbird," "Julia," "When I'm 64," "Nowhere Man," "And I Love Her," and "Hey Jude.
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#33. If you remember me, then I don't care if everyone else forgets.
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#34. No matter how advanced the system, no matter how precise, unless we have the will to communicate, there's no connection. And even supposing the will is there, there are times like now when we don't know the other party's number. Or even if we know the number, we misdial.
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#35. My words did not seem to reach her. Or, if they did, she was unable to grasp their meaning.
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#36. No matter where I find myself, this is the time of day I love best. The time that's mine alone. It'll be dawn soon, and I'm sitting here writing. Like Buddha, born from his mother's side (the right or the left, I can't recall), the new sun will lumber up and peek over the edge of the hills.
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#37. It must be a wonderful thing to be so sure that you love somebody.
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#38. I'd like to have a good long talk with you once you've calmed down. Please call me soon. Happy Birthday.
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#39. If she did experience sex
or something close to it
in high school, I'm sure it would have been less out of sexual desire or love than literary curiosity.
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#40. Losing you is most difficult for me, but the nature of my love for you is what matters. If it distorts into half-truth, then perhaps it is better not to love you. I must keep my mind but loose you.
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#41. What do you think? I'm not a starfish or a pepper tree. I'm a living, breathing human being. Of course I've been in love.
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#42. You know what I like best about porn cinemas?"
"I couldn't begin to guess."
"Whenever a sex scene starts, you can hear this "Gulp!' sound when everybody swallows all at once," said Midori. "I love that "Gulp!' It's so sweet!
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#43. He was glad to be human. For sure, it was a great inconvenience to have to walk on two legs and wear clothes. There were so many things he didn't know. Yet had he been a fish or a sunflower, and not a human being, he might never have experienced this emotion.
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#44. She smiles faintly, and it continues to hover around her lips. This puts me in mind of how refreshing water looks after someone's sprinkled it in a tiny hollow outside on a summer day.
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#45. Being with her I feel a pain, like a frozen knife stuck in my chest. An awful pain, but the funny thing is I'm thankful for it. It's like that frozen pain and my very existence are one.
The pain is an anchor, mooring me here.
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#46. Will you please get that look off your face? You're gonna make me cry. Don't worry, I know you're in love with somebody else. I'm not expecting anything from you.
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#47. 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.
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#48. From his shoulder on down, the Rat felt the supple weight of her body. An odd sensation, that weight. This being that could love a man, bear children, grow old, and die; to think one whole existence was in this weight.
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#49. He never had a positive feeling of love towards any of them, however. He just went with them and had sex with them. They filled each other's emptiness. Strange as it may seem, he never once felt a strong emotional attraction to any of the women who had a strong emotional attraction to him.
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#50. What a terrible thing it is to wound someone you really care for and to do it so unconsciously.
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#52. You have to watch your step with women these days, Pops. She could be involved with Yakuza or something. Even some of the girls in my class
you should hear the stuff they talk about. Fifteen years old, and there's nothing they don't know. We're not in the age of Peace and Love anymore.
Ryu Murakami
#53. Everybody feels like that to some extent," I said. "They're trying to express themselves and it bothers them when they can't get it right.
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#54. If you want to sleep with me, I don't mind. I've never slept with anybody, and I'm very fond of you, so if you want to make love to me, I don't mind at all. But marrying me is a whole different matter. If you marry me, you
take on all my troubles, and they're a lot worse than you can imagine.
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#55. 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. Only Sumire could do that for me.
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#56. I don't know, it's stupid being 20," she said. "I'm just not ready. It feels weird. Like somebody's pushing me from behind.
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#57. When you fall in love, the natural thing to do is give yourself to it. That's what I think. It's just a form of sincerity.
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#58. I'm your phantom dance partner. I'm your shadow. I'm not anything more.
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#59. Rock and roll was my favorite, but before long I grew to enjoy Shinamoto's brand of classical music. This was music from another world, which had its appeal, but more than that I loved it because she was a part of that world.
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#60. Anyone who falls in love is searching for the missing pieces of themselves. So anyone who's in love gets sad when they think of their lover. It's like stepping back inside a room you have fond memories of, one you haven't seen in a long time.
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#62. You want to know why you felt that way about me even though you didn't love me.
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#63. People leave traces of themselves where they feel most comfortable, most worthwhile.
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#64. I'm going to take you out of here ... I'm going to take you home, to the world where you belong, where cats with bent tails live, and there are little backyards, and alarm clocks ring in the morning.
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#65. I miss her every now and then, but finally, she didn't move me. I don't know, sometimes I think I've got this hard kernel in my heart, and nothing much can get inside it.
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#66. People fall in love without reason, without even wanting to. You can't predict it. That's love.
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#68. Every single day, each time I see her face, see her, it's utterly precious.
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#69. It's like the Tibetan Wheel of the Passions. As the wheel turns, the values and feelings on the outer rim rise and fall, shining or sinking into darkness. But true love stays fastened to the axle and doesn't move.
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#70. If you're in love with someone, can't you manage one way or another with her? Hatsumi asked after a few moments' thought.
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#71. We keep moving. And as we do, the things around us, well, they disappear.
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#72. Libraries have certainly come a long way. The days of card pockets inside the backsleeves of books seemed like a faded dream. As a kid, I used to love all those withdrawal date stamps.
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#73. In the instant Miu touched her hair, Sumire fell in love, like she was crossing a field and bang! a bolt of lightning zapped her right in the head. Something akin to an artistic revelation.
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#74. Children would struggle desperately to feel love for their parents. Rather than hate a parent, in fact, they'd choose to hate themselves. Love and violence became so intertwined for them that when they grew up and got into relationships, only hysteria could set their hearts at ease.
Ryu Murakami
#75. If I'm going to merely ramble, maybe I should just snuggle under the warm covers, think of Miu, and play with myself.
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#76. I want to write about people who dream and wait for the night to end, who long for the light so they can hold the ones they love.
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#77. It's kind of embarrassing to put this into words," she said, "but I want to stay friends with you, Junpei. Not just for now, but even after we get older. A lot older. I love Takatsuki, but I need you, too, in a different way. Does that make me selfish?
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#78. Is that what you see in my eyes, that you know nothing about me?"
"Nothing is written in your eyes". I replied.
"It is written in my eyes and i see the reflection in yours
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#79. All my books are weird love stories. I love weird love stories.
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#80. I've been all around. I've made a complete revolution. And I've come back to the fact that I need you.
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#81. She was truly a beautiful girl. I could feel a small polished stone sinking through the darkest waters of my heart. All those deep convoluted channels and passageways, and yet she managed to toss her pebble right down to the bottom of it all.
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#82. Then, all but instinctively, I took her in my arms. Pressed against me, her whole body trembling, she continued to cry without a sound.
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#83. Maybe it's just hiding somewhere. Or gone on a trip to come home. But falling in love is always a pretty crazy thing. It might appear out of the blue and just grab you. Who knows - maybe even tomorrow.
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#85. That does it for me, then. I'm not going to believe in any damned revolution. Love is all I'm going to believe in." "Peace," I said. "Peace," said Midori.
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#86. Loving her, and being loved, was the only way I could hold myself together.
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#87. Time expands, then contracts, all in tune with the stirrings of the heart.
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#88. I was always hungry for love. Just once, I wanted to know what it was like to get my fill of it
to be fed so much love I couldn't take any more. Just once.
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#89. And I really wanted to see you, too," she said. "When I couldn't see you any more, I realized that. It was as clear as if the planets all of a sudden lined up in a row for me. I really need you. You're a part of me; I'm a part of you.
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#90. Loving another person is a wonderful thing, and if that love is sincere, no one ends up tossed into a labyrinth. You have to have more faith in yourself.
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#91. I wish I had fallen in love with somebody a little more handsome, of course. But I didn't. I fell in love wit you.
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#92. There is nothing in this world that never takes a step outside a person's heart.
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#93. Never really loved by anyone, never seeming really to love anyone either
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#94. Number one of the list now was a diet book entitled Eat as much as You Want of the Food You Love and Still Lose Weight. What a great title. The whole book could be blank inside and it would still sell.
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#95. A certain something, he felt, had managed to work its way in through a tiny opening and was trying to fill a blank space inside him. The void was not one that she had made. It had always been there inside him. She had merely managed to shine a special light on it.
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#96. But it has finally hit me: she is neither a concept nor a symbol nor a metaphor. She actually exists: she has warm flesh and a spirit that moves. I never should have lost sight of that warmth and that movement.
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#97. How much do you love me?' Midori asked.
'Enough to melt all the tigers in the world to butter,' I said.
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#98. Sometimes I think I've got this hard kernel in my heart, and nothing much can get inside it. I doubt if I can really love anybody.
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#99. So I made up my mind I was going to find someone who would love me unconditionally three hundred and sixty-five days a year.
Watanabe: Wow, and did your search pay off?
M: That's the hard part. I guess I've been waiting so long I'm looking for perfection. That makes it tough.
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#100. Love and used Subarus were two different things. Weren't they?
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