My very existence, my life in the world, seemed like a hallucination. A strong wind would make me think my body was about to be blown to the end of the earth, to some land I had never seen or heard of, where my mind and body would separate forever. โHold tight,โ I would tell myself, but there was nothing for me to hold on to.
Haruki Murakami[...] Shimamoto had her own little world within her. A world that was for her alone, one I could not enter.
Haruki MurakamiI stare at this ceaseless, rushing crowd and imagine a time a hundred years from now. In a hundred years everybody here-me included-will have disappeared from the face of the earth and turned into ashes or dust. A weird thought, but everything in front of me starts to seem unreal, like a gust of wind could blow it all away.
Haruki MurakamiEvery day I go to my study and sit at my desk and put the computer on. At that moment, I have to open the door. It's a big, heavy door. You have to go into the Other Room. Metaphorically, of course. And you have to come back to this side of the room. And you have to shut the door.
Haruki MurakamiSomeone who can search for something is happy. Searching gives a meaning to life. Nowadays itโs not so easy to find something you might be looking for. The most important thing, however, is the search itself, the way you take. Itโs not so important where it leads. thatโs why my characters are always looking for something, maybe only a cat, a sheep or a wife, but that is at least the beginning of a story.
Haruki Murakami