Haruki Murakami Quotes

Widow. The word consumes itself.

Does the world have nothing inside but sorrow?

I hate death; it takes people away from you. You're left feeling rudderless.

The numbness of his loss had passed, and the pain would hit me out of nowhere, doubling me over, racking my body with sobs. Where are you? I would cry out in my mind. Where have you gone? Of course, there was never any answer.

Little Words When you are gone, there is nor bloom nor leaf, Nor singing sea at night, nor silver birds; And I can only stare, and shape my grief In little words. I cannot conjure loveliness, to drown The bitter woe that racks my cords apart. The weary pen that sets my sorrow down Feeds at my heart. There is no mercy in the shifting year, No beauty wraps me tenderly about. I turn to little words- so you, my dear, Can spell them out.

It had ceased raining in the night and he walked out on the road and called for the dog. He called and called. Standing in that inexplicable darkness. Where there was no sound anywhere save only the wind. After a while he sat in the road. He took off his hat and placed it on the tarmac before him and he bowed his head and held his face in his hands and wept. He sat there for a long time and after a while the east did gray and after a while the right and godmade sun did rise, once again, for all and without distinction.

Nothing remained but loneliness and grief.

Your absence has gone through me

When I realize that she is gone, perhaps gone forever, a great void opens up and I feel that I am falling, falling, falling into deep, black space. And this is worse than tears, deeper than regret or pain or sorrow, it is the abyss into which Satan was plunged. There is no climbing back, no ray of light, no sound of human voice or human touch of hand.

i felt her absence. it was like waking up one day with no teeth in your mouth. you wouldn't need to run to the mirror to know they were gone

Something inside me had dropped away, and nothing came in to fill the cavern.

Grief jumps out at you when you're least expecting it.

Grief is the price we pay for love.

Getting through the nights is the toughest part. Being alone. Not having her there to talk to.

Grief is so human, and it hits everyone at one point or another, at least, in their lives. If you love, you will grieve, and that's just given.

I don't mourn the dead. I mourn the living.

Grief is an emotion that's almost unplayable because you're in a separate emotional state; it's an inconsolable emotion.

When thinking about companions gone, we feel ourselves doubly alone.

I have spent more than half a lifetime trying to express the tragic moment.

Life is full of misery, loneliness, and suffering - and it's all over much too soon.

When the people you love are gone, you're alone.

We don't live in the Garden. We live far from Eden. Every life is full of heartaches. Every life, frankly, is unspeakably sad.

I mean, whose songs don't focus on tragedy and loss?

It was the saddest day of my life.

There are moments when the grief comes bubbling up. The first time I saw Chris's chair empty, that was really hard. And it was hard when I started folding up some of his sweaters that I so imagine him wearing.