How many Sundays - how many hundreds of Sundays like this - lay ahead of me? “Quiet, peaceful, and lonely,” I said aloud to myself. On Sundays, I didn't wind my spring.
Not that we were incompatible: we just had nothing to talk about. - Haruki Murakami
Not that we were incompatible: we just had nothing to talk about.
- Haruki Murakami
Life: I'll never understand it. - Haruki Murakami
Life: I'll never understand it.
I'm not so weird to me. - Haruki Murakami
I'm not so weird to me.
Math is like water. It has a lot of difficult theories, of course, but its basic logic is very simple. Just as water flows from high to low over the … - Haruki Murakami
Math is like water. It has a lot of difficult theories, of course, but its basic logic is very simple. Just as water flows from high to low over the …
At least he never walked. - Haruki Murakami
At least he never walked.
There had to be something wrong with my life. I should have been born a Yugoslavian shepherd who looked up at the Big Dipper every night. - Haruki Murakami
There had to be something wrong with my life. I should have been born a Yugoslavian shepherd who looked up at the Big Dipper every night.
The light of morning decomposes everything. - Haruki Murakami
The light of morning decomposes everything.
That’s what love’s all about. You’re the only one having those wonderful feelings, but you have to go it alone as you wander through the dark your mi… - Haruki Murakami
That’s what love’s all about. You’re the only one having those wonderful feelings, but you have to go it alone as you wander through the dark your mi…
I'm a coward when it comes to matters of the heart. That is my fatal flaw. - Haruki Murakami
I'm a coward when it comes to matters of the heart. That is my fatal flaw.
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