44 Quotes About Norwegian Wood

Somewhere between 'not enough' and 'not at all.' I was always hungry for love. Just once, I wanted to know what it was like to get my fill of it - to be fed so much love I couldn't take any more. Just once. But they never gave that to me. Never, not once. Haruki Murakami

(When asked “Was the model for Midori (a character in Norwegian Wood) modeled after your wife?”) I showed your message to my wife. She got mad and yelled: “What would make them think I was the model for Midori?! ” She told me to fix the misunderstanding immediately, so that’s why I’m writing this reply now. Please stop causing problems in my household. Thank you. Haruki Murakami

Her cry was the saddest sound of orgasm that I had ever heard. Haruki Murakami

The truth is "#9dream" is a descendant of "Norwegian Wood". Both are ghost stories. "She" in "Norwegian Wood" curses you with loneliness. The "Two spirits dancing so strange" in "#9dream" bless you with harmony. But people prefer loneliness to harmony. David Mitchell

She was a keen observer, a precise user of language, sharp-tongued and funny. She could stir your emotions. Yes, really, that's what she was so good at - stirring people's emotions, moving you. And she knew she had this power... I only realized later. At the time, I had no idea what she was doing to me. Haruki Murakami

Everybody thinks I'm this delicate little girl. Haruki Murakami

I love you, " I said to her. "From the bottom of my heart. I don't ever want to let you go again. But there's nothing I can do. I can't make a move."" Because of her?" I nodded. Haruki Murakami

Count your blessings Haruki Murakami

I have a million things to talk to you about. A million things we have to talk about. All I want in this world is you. I want to see you and talk. I want the two of us to begin everything from the beginning. Haruki Murakami

Once upon a time, you dragged a part of me into the world of the dead, and now Naoko has dragged another pat of me into that world. Haruki Murakami

Everything seems pointless since you left Haruki Murakami

Too many memories of her were crammed inside of me, and as soon as one of them found the slightest opening, the rest would force their way out in an endless stream, an unstoppable flood. Haruki Murakami

I think of you now mare than ever. It's raining today. Haruki Murakami

Not everybody is looking for a boyfriend with a sports car. Haruki Murakami

I look around me sometimes and I get sick to my stomach. Why the hell don't these bastards do something? I wonder. They don't do a damn thing, and then they bitch. Haruki Murakami

I had thought about it so often - too often, to the point where it had distorted my sense of time. Haruki Murakami

Here I was, seeing you almost every week, and talking with you, and knowing that the only one in your heart was Kizuki. It hurt. It really hurt. And I think that's why I slept with girls I didn't know. Haruki Murakami

You want to know why you felt that way about me even though you didn't love me. Haruki Murakami

There was much about him that was fine and beautiful, but he could never find the confidence he needed. Haruki Murakami

I went on loving him just the same, and I could never be interested in anyone else. Haruki Murakami

No, it's not sick. I wish I could be the one to hold you, though, I said. So hold me. Now. Right here. Haruki Murakami

I miss you something awful sometimes Haruki Murakami

It's hard not being able to see you, but my life in Tokyo would be a lot worse if it weren't for you. Haruki Murakami

If you think about it, an unfair society that makes it possible for you to exploit your abilities to the limit. Haruki Murakami

Maybe so, but I'm not just looking up at the sky and waiting for the fruit to drop. In my own way, I'm working hard. I'm working ten times harder than you are. Haruki Murakami

In any case, though, I believe that I have not been fair to you and that, as a result, I must have led you around in circles and hurt you deeply. Haruki Murakami

It was that kind of kiss. But as with all kisses, it was not without a certain element of danger Haruki Murakami

Because sometimes I have a need for human warmth, I answered honestly. Sometimes, if I can't feel something like the warmth of a woman's skin, I get so lonely I can't stand it. Haruki Murakami

I could never tell what was going on inside the pretty heads of the girls that Naoko brought along, and they probably couldn't understand me, either. Haruki Murakami

No, we weren't lovers, but in a way we had opened ourselves to each other even more deeply than lovers do. The thought caused me a good deal of grief. What a terrible thing it is to wound someone you really care for - and to do it so unconsciously. Haruki Murakami

One thing became crystal clear to me when I couldn't see you anymore. I realized that the only way I had been able to survive until then was having you in my life. When I lost you, the pain and loneliness really got to me. Haruki Murakami

I loved Midori. And I had probably known as much for a while. I had just been avoiding the conclusion for a very long time. Haruki Murakami

I still loved Naoko. Bent and twisted as that love might be, I did love her. Somewhere inside me, there was still preserved a broad, open space, untouched, for Naoko and no one else. Haruki Murakami

I have always loved Naoko, and I still loved her. But there is a decisive finality to what exists between Midori and me. Haruki Murakami

But who can say what's best? That's why you need to grab whatever chance you have for happiness where you find it, and not worry too much about other people. My experience tells me that we get no more than two or three such chances in a lifetime, and if we let them go, we regret it for the rest of our lives. Haruki Murakami

I'd swallow some whiskey and listen to the waves while I thought about Naoko. It was too strange to think that she was dead and no longer part of this world. I couldn't absorb the truth of it. I couldn't believe it. I had heard the nails being driven into the lid of her coffin, but I still couldn't adjust to the fact that she had returned to nothingness. Haruki Murakami

Waiting for your answer is one of the most painful things I have ever been through. At least let me know whether or not I hurt you Haruki Murakami

No truth can cure the sorrow we feel from losing a loved one. No truth, no sincerity, no strength, no kindness can cure that sorrow. Haruki Murakami

I suddenly thought about my old girlfriend, the one I had first slept with in my third year of high school. Chills ran through me as I realized how badly I had treated her. I had hardly ever thought about her thoughts or feelings or the pain I had caused her. She was such a sweet and gentle thing, but at the time I had taken her sweetness for granted and later hardly gave her a second thought. What was she doing now? I wondered. And had she forgiven me? . Haruki Murakami

I thought about Kizuki. "So you finally made Naoko yours, " I heard myself telling him. Oh, well, she was yours to begin with. Now maybe, she's where she belongs. But in this world, in this imperfect world of the living, I did the best I could for Naoko. Haruki Murakami

I know, too, why she asked me not to forget her. Naoko herself knew, of course. She knew that my memories of her would fade. Which is precisely why she begged me never to forget her, to remember that she had existed. The thought fills me with an almost unbearable sorrow. Because Naoko never loved me. Haruki Murakami

...and we go on living and breathing it into our lungs like fine dust. Until that time, I had understood death as something entirely separate from and independent of life. The hand of death is bound to take us, I had felt, but until the day it reaches out for us, it leaves us alone. This had seemed to me the simple, logical truth. Life is here, death is over there. I am here, not over there. Haruki Murakami

I wrote letters in the classroom, I wrote letters at my desk at home with Seagull in my lap, I wrote letters at empty tables during my breaks at the Italian restaurant. It was as if I were writing letters to hold together the pieces of my crumbling life. Haruki Murakami