Haruki Murakami - Time Quotes

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Between the time the last train leaves and the first train arrives, the place changes: it's not the same as in daytime.

Haruki Murakami
Things outside you are projections of what's inside you, and what's inside you is a projection of what's outside. So when you step into the labyrinth outside you, at the same time you're stepping into the labyrinth inside.

Haruki Murakami
I never could stand being forced to do something I didn't want to do at a time I didn't want to do it. Whenever I was able to do something I liked to do, though, when I wanted to do it, and the way I wanted to do it, I'd give it everything I had.

Haruki Murakami
Time passes slowly. Nobody says a word, everyone lost in quiet reading. One person sits at a desk jotting down notes, but the rest are sitting there silently, not moving, totally absorbed. Just like me.

Haruki Murakami
Numbers aren't the important thing … what matters is deciding in your heart to accept another person completely. When you do that, it is always the first time and the last.

Haruki Murakami
Huge organizations and me don't get along. They're too inflexible, waste too much time, and have too many stupid people.

Haruki Murakami
People want to be bowled over by something special. Nine times out of ten you might strike out, but that tenth time, that peak experience, is what people want. That's what can move the world. That's art.

Haruki Murakami
I used to think the years would go by in order, that you get older one year at a time. But it's not like that. It happens overnight.

Haruki Murakami
Where there is light, there must be shadow, where there is shadow there must be light. There is no shadow without light and no light without shadow.... We do not know if the so-called Little People are good or evil. This is, in a sense, something that surpasses our understanding and our definitions. We have lived with them since long, long ago— from a time before good and evil even existed, when people's minds were still benighted.

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