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Haruki Murakami’s “The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle” Quotes (59 Quotes)


  • If something came out of the deal, it couldn't make things any worse for us than they already were, I thought. But I couldn't have been more wrong. Hell has no true bottom.
    (Haruki Murakami, "The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle")

  • We were young, and we had no need for prophecies. Just living was itself an act of prophecy.
    (Haruki Murakami, "The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle")

  • A certain kind of shittiness, a certain kind of stagnation, a certain kind of darkness, goes on propagating itself by its own power in its own self-contained cycle. And once it passes a certain point, no one can stop it-even if the person himself wants to stop it.
    (Haruki Murakami, "The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle")

  • Memories and thoughts age, just as people do. But certain thoughts can never age, and certain memories can never fade.
    (Haruki Murakami, "The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle")

  • Hatred is like a long, dark shadow. Not even the person it falls upon knows where it comes from, in most cases. It is like a two-edged sword. When you cut the other person, you cut yourself. The more violently you hack at the other person, the more violently you hack at yourself. It can often be fatal. But it is not easy to dispose of. Please be careful, Mr.Okada. It is very dangerous. Once it has taken root in your heart, hatred is the most difficult think in the world to shake off.
    (Haruki Murakami, "The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle")


  • Thanks to the long days of rain, the blades of grass glowed with a deep-green luster, and they gave off the smell of wildness unique to things that sink their roots into the earth.
    (Haruki Murakami, "The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle")

  • I'm going to take you out of here ... I'm going to take you home, to the world where you belong, where cats with bent tails live, and there are little backyards, and alarm clocks ring in the morning.
    (Haruki Murakami, "The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle")

  • Well, finally, the events I've been through have been tremendously complicated. All kinds of characters have come on the scene, and strange things have happened one after another, to the point where, if I try to think about them in order, I lose track.
    (Haruki Murakami, "The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle")

  • A girl doesn't always want to go out, you know, Mr. Wind-Up Bird. Sometimes she feels like being nasty--like, if the guy's gonna wait, let him really wait.
    (Haruki Murakami, "The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle")

  • Noboru Wataya is a person who belongs to a world that is the exact opposite of yours... In a world where you are losing everything, Mr.Okada, Noboru Wataya is gaining everything. In a world where you are rejected, he is accepted. And the opposite is just as true. Which is why he hates you so intensely.
    (Haruki Murakami, "The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle")

  • Have you ever had that feeling-that you'd like to go to a whole different place and become a whole different self?
    (Haruki Murakami, "The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle")

  • The darkness behind my closed eyelids was like the cloud-covered sky, but the gray was somewhat deeper. Every few minutes, someone would come and paint over the gray with a different-textured gray - one with a touch of gold or green or red. I was impressed with the variety of grays that existed. Human beings were so strange. All you had to do was sit still for ten minutes, and you could see this amazing variety of grays.
    (Haruki Murakami, "The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle")

  • In terms of evolutionary history, it was only yesterday that men learned to walk around on two legs and get in trouble thinking complicated thoughts. So don't worry, you'll burn out.
    (Haruki Murakami, "The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle")

  • What most moved me in his letter was the sense of frustration that permeated the lieutenent's words: the frustration of never quite being able to depict or explain anything to his full satisfaction.
    (Haruki Murakami, "The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle")

  • A life without pain: it was the very thing I had dreamed of for years, but now that I had it, I couldn't find a place for myself within it. A clear gap separated me from it, and this caused me great confusion. I felt as if I were not anchored to this world - this world that I had hated so passionately until then; this world that I had continued to revile for its unfairness and injustice; this world where at least I knew who I was. Now the world ceased to be the world, and I had ceased to be me.
    (Haruki Murakami, "The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle")


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