Haruki Murakami Quotes

It is still beautiful to hear the heart beat but often the shadow seems more real than the body.

Love is an attempt to change a piece of a dream world into reality.

Only love is real...everything else is illusion

What are you, Rose Hathaway? Are you real? You're a dream within a dream. I'm afraid touching you will make me wake up. You'll disappear.

If I dream I have you, I have you, for all our joys are but fantastical.

Tears don't hurt like the ache does.

I can feel a thing I cannot touch and touch a thing I cannot feel. The first is sad and sorry, the second is your heart.

The dreamer's untamed eye sees beyond the illusions to the heart of what is real.

I knew nothing but shadows and I thought them to be real.

I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead; I lift my lids and all is born again. (I think I made you up inside my head.) The stars go waltzing out in blue and red, And arbitrary blackness gallops in: I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead. I dreamed that you bewitched me into bed And sung me moon-struck, kissed me quite insane. (I think I made you up inside my head.)

One of the most destructive forces in the world is love. For the following reason: The world is a conglomeration of objects, no, of events and the approachings of events towards objects, therefore of becoming stases static stagnant, of all that is unreal. You get in the world, you get your daily life your routine doesn’t matter if you’re rich poor legal illegal, you begin to believe what doesn’t change is real, and love comes along and shows all these unchangeable for ever fixtures to be flimsy paper bits. Love can tear anything to shreds.

There is not a single heart but has its moments of longing.

The cloudy weather melts at length into beauty, and the brightest smiles of the heart are born of its tears.

Violet! sweet violet! Thine eyes are full of tears; Are they wet Even yet With the thought of other years?

they say that time heals all things, they say you can always forget; but the smiles and the tears across the years they twist my heart strings yet!

She wanted to wake up like Dorothy and see Michael's face peering over the side of the bed, laughing. WHY, YOU JUST HIT YOUR HEAD. But it was not a dream and there was no Kansas and he was never coming back.

Tears, idle tears, I know not what they mean, Tears from the depths of some devine despair Rise in the heart, and gather to the eyes, In looking on the happy autumn fields, And thinking of the days that are no more.

Her heart of compressed ash, which had resisted the most telling blows of daily reality without strain, fell apart with the first waves of nostalgia.

It is delightful to kiss the eyelashes of the beloved--is it not? But never so delightful as when fresh tears are on them.

We are tired who follow after fantasy and truth that flies: You with only look and laughter stain our hearts with richest dyes.

It's hard to tell the difference between sea and sky, between voyager and sea. Between reality and the workings of the heart.

She felt so old, so worn out, so far away from the best moments of her life that she even yearned for those that she remembered as the worst… Her heart of compressed ash, which had resisted the most telling blows of daily reality without strain, fell apart with the first waves of nostalgia. The need to feel sad was becoming a vice as the years eroded her. She became human in her solitude.

Tell me, Do you feel the way I feel? 'Cause nothing else is real In the La La Land machine

Realize all this as illusion, realize that within the illusion is the Real.

Words are tears that have been written down. Tears are words that need to be shed. Without them, joy loses all its brilliance and sadness has no end.