Haruki Murakami Quotes

eventually, everything goes away.

Man passes away; his name perishes from record and recollection; his history is as a tale that is told, and his very monument becomes a ruin.

All things fade and quickly turn to myth.

People say you never remember anybody who dies in movies, and it's true, you don't. You don't even remember people who disappear.

He is dead who called me into being, and when I shall be no more the very remembrance of us both will speedily vanish.

Nothing comes back. The eye sees for a moment, the ear hears, but look, now it is gone.

But everyone disappears, no matter who loves them.

Everything is about to disappear. You've got to hurry up if you still want to see things.

I was realizing, for the first time, that everything goes on, turns gray, is ruined in the living. That there is no end to our story until death comes and the body decays.

All things must pass, all things must pass away.

A man, when he burns, leaves only a handful of ashes. No woman can hold him. The wind must blow him away.

Surely 't is better, when summer is over To die when all fair things are fading away.

Thus my life is a flight and I lose everything and everything belongs to oblivion, or to him.

Even the one moment that you thought was your eternity fades out and is forgotten and dies.

I'd be a butterfly; living a rover, Dying when fair things are fading away.

That's the thing about life; everything feels so permanent, but you can disappear in an instant.

Like the dew on the mountain, like the foam on the river, like the bubble on the fountain, thou art gone, and for ever!

The nature of finite things is to have the seed of their passing-away as their essential being: the hour of their birth is the hour of their death.

Our bloom is gone. We are the fruit thereof.

To be forgotten, is to die a little.

All things are only transitory.

Some people seem to fade away but then when they are truly gone, it's like they didn't fade away at all.

Oh, how swiftly the glory of the world passes away!

Time is the devourer of all things.