Haruki Murakami Quotes

Why love the woman who is your wife? Her nose breathes in the air of a world that I know; therefore I love that nose. Her ears hear music I might sing half the night through; therefore I love her ears. Her eyes delight in seasons of the land; and so I love those eyes. Her tongue knows quince, peach, chokeberry, mint and lime; I love to hear it speaking. Because her flesh knows heat, cold, affliction, I know fire, snow, and pain. Shared and once again shared experience.

Only if there is love, if hearts are opened, can one person truly know the other.

You and I have been through too much together. We're too close, too connected. I wasn't that crazy on spirit when I said you're my flame in the dark. We chase away the shadows around each other. Our backgrounds don't matter. What we have is bigger than that. I love you, and beneath all that logic, calculation, and superstition, I know you love me too.

Look your significant other in the eyes, make that connection.

Love is reaching out to try to get to the other person.

In a relationship when things are really great you don't need to say anything and just enjoy the other person. Sometimes with a couple, it gets dark and you don't know what to say and that silence can last all day. Other times you don't want to stop talking because you don't want to lose one another.

The true feeling of sex is that of a deep intimacy, but above all of a deep complicity.

If fear is the great enemy of intimacy, love is its true friend.

Love consists in this, that two solitudes protect and touch and greet each other.

I have looked into your eyes with my eyes. I have put my heart near your heart.

When a woman says the connection is gone, don't tell her how hot she is. A connection is more than someone's appearance.

When I was in B2K, we were just talking about love, being in love. But now I'm talking about being intimate, understanding what love really is about.

Love doesn't attack; it infiltrates.

You stayed,” he murmured... Her softly whispered answer sifted into his hair where her lips rested against the top of his head. “You didn’t let go.

Your body is away from me, but there is a window open from my heart to yours.

And I loved this moment for all it's pain...We seemed for a moment like two parts of the same thing.

If you are going to be with someone all the time, they need to be your best friend.

One hardly dares to say that love is the core of the relationship, though love is sought for and created in relationship; love is rather the marvel when it is there, but it is not always there, and to know another and to be known by another - that is everything.

Sweet is the smile of home; the mutual look when hearts are of each other sure.

Always before, I just said no, left it solidly there. I waver now. I want to share everything with him. Want to know what he knows, feel what he feels, share the same space he's in.

You know," I told him on our wedding night, "I'm just as much me when I'm with you, as I am without you." And because Hardy understood what I meant, he pulled me into his arms, against his heart.

Love grows from stable relationships, shared experience, loyalty, devotion, trust.

They say there is a doorway from heart to heart, but what is the use of a door when there are no walls?

She rested her head against his and felt, for the first time, what she would often feel with him: a self-affection. He made her like herself. With him, she was at ease; her skin felt as though it was her right size.. It seemed so natural, to talk to him about odd things. She had never done that before. The trust, so sudden and yet so complete, and the intimacy, frightened her.. But now she could think only of all the things she yet wanted to tell him, wanted to do with him.

Sit by me, my beloved, and listen to my heart; smile, for your happiness is a symbol of our future.