Haruki Murakami
Haruki Murakami
Haruki Murakamiis a contemporary Japanese writer. His books and stories have been bestsellers in Japan as well as internationally, with his work being translated into 50 languages and selling millions of copies outside his native country. The critical acclaim for his fiction and non-fiction has led to numerous awards, in Japan and internationally, including the World Fantasy Awardand the Frank O'Connor International Short Story Award. His oeuvre received, for example, the Franz Kafka Prizeand the Jerusalem Prize...
NationalityJapanese
ProfessionWriter
Date of Birth12 January 1949
CountryJapan
No matter what form the relationship might take, he was the only person she could picture sharing her life with.
If we reverse the outer shell and the essence--in other words, consider the outer shell the essence and the essence only the shell--our lives might be a whole lot easier to understand.
Life might just be an absurd, even crude, chain of events and nothing more.
Whatever can't be expressed might as well not exist.
She gave me this look – she might have been watching from a lifeboat as the ship went down. Or maybe it was the other way around.
Having an object that symbolizes freedom might make a person happier than actually getting the freedom it represents.
I'd made it back to the land of the living. No matter how boring or mediocre a world it might be, this was it.
But I didn't walk a single step. I stopped a lot to stretch, but I never walked. I didn't come here to walk. I came to run. That's the reason-the only reason-I flew all the way to the northern tip of Japan. No matter how slow I might run, I wasn't about to walk. That was the rule.
I'm still not sure I made the right choice when I told my wife about the bakery attack.But then,it might not have been a question of right or wrong. Which is to say that wrong choices can produce right results, and vice versa. I myself have adopted the position that,in fact, we never choose anything at all. Things happen. Or not.
With luck, it might even snow for us.
But if you knew you might not be able to see it again tomorrow, everything would suddenly become special and precious, wouldn’t it?
Distance might not solve anything, no matter how far you run.
But what seems like a reasonable distance to one person might feel too far to somebody else.
In other words, let's face it: Life is basically unfair. But even in a situation that's unfair, I think it's possible to seek out a kind of fairness. Of course, that might take time and effort. And maybe it won't seem to be worth all that. It's up to each individual to decide whether or not it is.