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
Colorless Tsukuru Tazaki and His Years of Pilgrimage [Thai Cover]
Quitting a job is not so difficult after all, I discovered. Once you make up your mind to get rid of something, there’s very little you can’t discard. No—not very little. Once you put your mind to it, there’s nothing you can’t get rid of. And once you start tossing things out, you find yourself wanting to get rid of everything. It’s as if you’d gambled away almost all of your money and decided, What the hell, I’ll bet what’s left. Too much trouble to cling to the rest.Haruki Murakami - Man-Eating Cats
Nothing so consumes a person as meaningless exertion.Haruki Murakami - The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle
A boy named Crow.
Inspired by Haruki Murakami’s masterpiece, “Kafka on the Shore”.
A wind-up magpie for Haruki Murakami’s The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle.
The Strange Library now has an official book cover.
Murakami’s illustrated short story is to be released December 2nd.
A schoolboy pops into the library to find a book on taxation in the Ottoman empire – this is his first mistake. The quest for knowledge takes an unexpected turn in Haruki Murakami’s The Strange Library, published for the first time in English this December.
The human heart is like a night bird. Silently waiting for something, and when the time comes, it flies straight toward it.Haruki Murakami - Colorless Tsukuru Tazaki And His Years of Pilgrimage (via jiojared)
It’s sort of weird if you think about it," Sara said. "We live in a pretty apathetic age, yet we’re surrounded by an enormous amount of information about other people. If you feel like it, you can easily gather that information about them. Having said that, we still hardly know anything about people.Haruki Murakami - Colorless Tsukuru Tazaki and His Years of Pilgrimage
Date a girl who reads, they say.
I say date a girl who reads naked.
I have no sense of self. I have no personality, no brilliant color. I have nothing to offer. That’s always been my problem. I feel like an empty vessel. I have a shape, I guess, as a container, but there’s nothing inside.”…”Let’s say you are an empty vessel. So what? What’s wrong with that?” Eri said. “You’re still a wonderful, attractive vessel. And really, does anybody know who they are? So why not be a completely beautiful vessel? The kind people feel good about, the kind people want to entrust with precious belongings.Haruki Murakami - Colorless Tsukuru Tazaki and His Years of Pilgrimage