Posts tagged Haruki Murakami.

All that remained was the sound of the wind slipping through a stand of white birch trees.

    — Haruki Murakami, from Colorless Tsukuru Tazaki and His Years of Pilgrimage

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A proxy pair of lederhosen, I’m thinking, that her father never even received.

    — Haruki Murakami, from “Lederhosen” in The Elephant Vanishes, translated by Alfred Birnbaum

[Let me sleep, she thought. Just let me sleep.] And wait for the dream to come.

    — Haruki Murakami, from Thailand

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[She repeated the words in her mind: When the fire goes out, you’ll start feeling the cold. You’ll wake up whether you want to or not.] Then she curled herself against him and dropped into a fleeting, but deep, sleep.

    — Haruki Murakami, from “Landscape with Flatiron” in After the Quake

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But really," she said, "you’re just at the beginning.

    — Haruki Murakami, from “UFO in Kushiro”

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All that is left to me is the sound of the snow underfoot.

    — Haruki Murakami, from Hard-Boiled Wonderland and the End of the World, translated by Alfred Birnbaum

Posted by Sal Paradise