IMG_1203-1 (by 唯以)
“Time weighs down on you like an old, ambiguous dream. You keep on moving, trying to slip through it. But even if you go to the ends of the earth, you won’t be able to escape it. Still, you have to go there—to the edge of the world. There’s something you can’t do unless you get there.”
— Haruki Murakami, Kafka on the Shore (via liquidnight)
IMG_8562 (by 唯以)
“But if you knew you might not be able to see it again tomorrow, everything would suddenly become special and precious, wouldn’t it?”
— Haruki Murakami, Kafka on the Shore (via dumpling-san)
Michael Rougier, Kako, languid from sleeping pills she takes, is lost in a world of her own in a jazz shop in Tokyo, 1960’s
yoimachi: 蒼井優
“Home again, I sat at the kitchen table as usual, drinking a beer and listening to music on the radio. It then occurred to me that I wanted to talk to someone - about the weather, about political stupidity; it didn’t matter what. I just wanted to talk to somebody, but I couldn’t think of anyone, not one person I could talk to. I didn’t even have the cat.”
— Haruki Murakami - The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle (via murakamistuff)
“Why do people have to be this lonely? What’s the point of it all? Millions of people in this world, all of them yearning, looking to others to satisfy them, yet isolating themselves. Why? Was the earth put here just to nourish human loneliness?”
— Haruki Murakami
“That’s what life is, after all: an endless battle of contrasting memories.”
— Haruki Murakami (via ragnarawk)