---Haruki Murakami "Norwegian Wood"
3 , I hope you can remember me, remember that I have lived like this, so stay by your side. --Haruki Murakami "Norwegian Wood"
4 , "Most of all, I like you best, Midori."
"To what extent?"
"Like a bear who likes spring."
"A bear in spring?" Midori raised her face again, "What spring bear?"
"You were walking alone in the spring wilderness, and across the street came a cute little bear with fur that lived like velvet and bulging eyes. It says to you, 'Hello, miss, will you roll around with me?' Then you and the bear cuddled up together and rolled down the clover-covered hillside for the rest of the day. Don't you think that's great?"
"Awesome."
"I like you that much." --Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood
5. If you're in pitch blackness, all you can do is sit tight until your eyes get used to the dark.
If you're in pitch blackness, all you can do is sitting tight until your eyes get used to the darkness.
If you fall into the darkness, all you can do is wait until your eyes get used to the dark. --Haruki Murakami "Norwegian Wood"
7, do not sympathize with yourself, sympathize with yourself is a despicable coward did hook. --Haruki Murakami "Norwegian Wood"
8, teenagers we pursue passion, but after maturity is obsessed with mediocrity, in our search, hurt, back away from the aftermath, but also as always believe in love, this is a kind of courage. Everyone has their own piece of forest, lost people lost, meet people will meet again. --Haruki Murakami "Norwegian Wood"
9, I gradually realized that profound is not the same as close to the truth. --Haruki Murakami "Norwegian Wood"
10, perhaps my heart has a layer of hard shell, can break the shell into something is extremely limited. That's why I can't fall in love with anyone --- Murakami Haruki "Norwegian Wood"
11, will not forget never forget, will forget to keep it is useless! --Haruki Murakami "Norwegian Wood"
12, do not because of loneliness casually hold hands, and then rely on, people are free and easy, even if drifting, that experience is better than the prison life, so I deliberately do not allow themselves to the network is too dependent on the loss of the person also maintains a bashful attitude, thousands of passes by, you give whoever the opportunity and who will be with you for a long time. You give whoever the opportunity to have a destiny with you, even if there is no A, there will be a B.
-- Haruki Murakami "Norwegian Wood"
13, let how to explain, the world can only believe in their own willingness to believe things. The more desperately we fight, the more wretched our situation becomes. (Reiko)
--Haruki Murakami, "Norwegian Wood"
14: Maybe there is a dim place in my body called the Memory Place, where all the precious memories are piled up and turned into a mess.
My love is heavy, dirty, with many unpleasant things in it, such as sadness, sorrow, self-pity, despair, and my heart is so fragile and weak that I am always defeated by these negative emotions myself, as if in a swamp the more I struggle the more I sink.
And I love you for wanting to drag you in too, but wanting you to save me.
-- Haruki Murakami "Norwegian Wood"
16. We live, while breeding death. But that is only part of the truth we must learn. Naoko's death taught me this. No matter what truths one possesses, the sorrow of losing a loved one is incurable. No amount of truth, honesty, strength, or gentleness can heal that sorrow. The only thing we can do is to break free from this sorrow and realize some kind of philosophy from it. But any philosophy realized is so weak in the face of the unexpected sadness that follows - I listen to the waves and winds of this dark night with my shadow hanging over me, and meditate on it day in and day out. --Haruki Murakami, "Norwegian Wood"
17, the so-called efforts, refers to the active and purposeful activities. But now I understand: in the final analysis, I think, the article this incomplete container can hold, can only be incomplete memories and incomplete ideas. --Haruki Murakami, "Norwegian Wood"
19. When you are alone, still guard the thoughts in your heart. Norwegian Wood
20, the world is this kind of people: despite the excellent talent talent, but can not withstand the systematic training, and eventually will be fragmented talent squandered.
--Haruki Murakami, "Norwegian Wood"
21. What I see before my eyes is only a never-ending morass. Take a step forward with your right foot. Lift the left foot, then the right again. I can't find my bearings. I couldn't be sure if I was moving in the right direction. I only knew I had to move forward, and so I did, one step at a time.
--Haruki Murakami, "Norwegian Wood"
22. Whenever I'm in trouble, I always think, "Let's just get this over with, and then we'll be fine. Life is a cookie jar. --Haruki Murakami, "Norwegian Wood"
23. I've always tried to explore myself while staring at the glittering particles of light floating in the quiet space. What am I after? And what do people want me to give them? But I could not find a decent answer. I reached out to the particles of light floating in the air, but I couldn't touch anything.
--Haruki Murakami, "Norwegian Wood"
24. Even if you let nature take its course, the river of the world will flow in the direction it should flow, and even if you try your best, those who deserve to be hurt will not be spared.
-Haruki Murakami, "Norwegian Wood"
25, ordinary people. Born in an ordinary family, grew up in an ordinary family, an ordinary face, ordinary achievements, think ordinary things.
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26, the benefits of youth is forgivable honesty, boldness, recklessness to the heart of the loved, wanted, hated, hated, without deducting the modification of declared in the mouth. --Haruki Murakami "Norwegian Wood"
27, no matter how philosophical, how sincere, how tough, how tender, but also has been to dispel this sadness. The only thing we can do is to break free from this sadness and realize some kind of philosophy from it. The only thing we can do is to break free from this sadness and realize some kind of philosophy from it, but any philosophy after realization is weak in front of the unexpected sadness that follows.
-- Haruki Murakami "Norwegian Wood"
28, even your most beloved person, there will be a forest in your heart that you can not reach. The weak light, as if the lost soul, wandering in the darkness of the night
-- Haruki Murakami "Norwegian Wood"
30, I once put all the possibilities in their own hands, but wait to come to an understanding when it has been empty-handed.
-- Haruki Murakami "Norwegian Wood"
32, if the surrounding a dark, then you can only wait for the eyes to get used to the dark.
-- Haruki Murakami "Norwegian Wood"
34, stretches for several days of falling rain washed away the bare surface of the mountains piled up dust, ripples a deep blue, and the October winds are ruffled mango grass swaying left and right, narrow and long clouds and frozen seem to snuggle up to the blue sky.
-- Haruki Murakami, "Norwegian Wood"
35. The dead are dead, and the living have to pay for his continued life -- Haruki Murakami, "Norwegian Wood"
36. I reached out to the night several times, the fingertips did not touch, that small point of light is always with the fingertips to maintain a little bit of an inaccessible distance
-- Haruki Murakami "Norwegian Wood"
37, the sadness of the loss of the beloved is incurable, no matter how philosophical, no matter how sincere, no matter how tough into tenderness, are all No amount of philosophizing, no amount of sincerity, no amount of toughness into tenderness can cure that kind of sadness, I can only be completely sad in the sadness and realize what can be realized in the next sadness comes, but does not play any role
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38. The world changes one day to another, in a time that I don't know. --Haruki Murakami, "Norwegian Wood"
41. No matter how pessimistic things look, there must be a breakthrough somewhere. If there is darkness all around you, you have to wait for your eyes to get used to it.
-- Haruki Murakami "Norwegian Wood"
42, the river of the world is still to flow in the direction it should flow, and even if you try your best, the people who should be injured are not spared, so life is like that.
-- Haruki Murakami "Norwegian Wood"
43, I often read books
But I'm not the type of bibliophile who reads a lot of books
But I like to read the same book over and over again
- - Murakami Haruki "Norwegian Wood". -Haruki Murakami, "Norwegian Wood"
44, "I will use my abilities to the fullest and will not rest until I have reached my limit" - Haruki Murakami, "Norwegian Wood"
45, He could lead the crowd on a long drive in springtime, while that heart was at the same time struggling alone in the murky mire. --Haruki Murakami "Norwegian Wood"
46, see you, I more or less adapted to the world. --Haruki Murakami "Norwegian Wood"
47, where the lake is always clear, where the air is full of tranquility, where the snow-white moon shines on the earth, hiding your deepest secrets. Norwegian Wood
48, after a long, long time, fireflies get up and fly away, it suddenly realized as if, suddenly open wings, and then through the railing, light fluorescence in the darkness glide away. It trailed a halo of light around the water tower, as if to regain lost time. It paused a little longer to wait for the wind to ease, then flew eastward.
--Haruki Murakami, "Norwegian Wood"
49. It turns out -- I think -- only these incomplete memories, these incomplete thoughts can be fit into the incomplete container that is the novel.
-- Haruki Murakami "Norwegian Wood"
50, we laboriously, bit by bit slowly piled up the results, really in the twinkling of an eye disintegrated, a moment of disintegration, leaving no trace
-- Murakami Haruki "Norwegian Wood"
-- Murakami Haruki "Norwegian Wood"
51, "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry. -Haruki Murakami, "Norwegian Wood"
51, I don't exist to make the world a pleasant place to live -Haruki Murakami, "Norwegian Wood"
52, Autumn sunlight coming in through the treetops gleamed and jumped on her shoulders. --Haruki Murakami "Norwegian Wood"
53, in the eyes of others, you are an unloved and indifferent character --Haruki Murakami "Norwegian Wood"
54, the grief of losing a loved one can not be cured. No amount of truth, no amount of honesty, no amount of strength and kindness can do that, all we can do is break free from our grief and learn something from it. But even if we do learn something, it won't help when the grief comes back.
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55. There's something uncanny about memory. When I was actually there, I almost never realized the scenery, I never thought it had any appealing features, and I didn't expect it to be still vivid in my mind eighteen years later.
56,
I'm not that strong of a person. I don't think it's okay not to be understood by anyone. I also have people who want to understand each other. It's just that I don't think there's anything I can do about it, even if people other than me only know me to a certain extent. I give up. It doesn't matter if I don't get to know them.
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57. A river of colorful light flows from street to street in front of the headlights. Mixed with a variety of sounds of a soft noise, such as clouds over the city.
Fireflies glowed faintly in their jars. --Haruki Murakami "Norwegian Wood"
59. At that time, we met for the sake of meeting. Even if we can't meet at that time, we will meet somewhere else. ---Haruki Murakami "Norwegian Wood"
60, the morning of a torrential downpour stopped before noon, low-hanging knot of dark clouds were blown by the wind blowing from the south to nowhere. The bright green cherry trees swayed in the wind, and the sunlight glittered on them. The sunlight was already the sunshine of early summer. --Haruki Murakami, "Norwegian Wood"
61. It was a pathetic pursuit in his pathetic life, and who was in a position to laugh at it! --Haruki Murakami, "Norwegian Wood"
62, There is no problem in the world more serious than the Greek tragedy --Haruki Murakami, "Norwegian Wood"
63, The sky was covered with darker clouds than before, and even the moon was could not be seen. Now I began to feel the smell of rain, too. The fresh flavor of the bag of grapes mingled with it.
--Haruki Murakami, "Norwegian Wood"
64. The depths of her pupils were dark, and the heavy liquid was painting an unbelievable swirl of shapes.
--Haruki Murakami, "Norwegian Wood"
66. And, as the years go by, it takes longer and longer, which is sad but true. What I could think of in just five seconds at first gradually became ten, thirty, and then a minute. It's like a dark shadow at dusk, getting longer and longer. In the end, it will probably be swallowed up by the darkness, right?
-- Haruki Murakami "Norwegian Wood"
67, I, not at all prepared for twenty, quite nagging, as if who pushed me from behind. -Haruki Murakami, "Norwegian Wood"
68, I clung to this already blurred, and more and more blurred incomplete memories, knocking on the bone, and did my best to write this novel.
-- Haruki Murakami, "Norwegian Wood"
69, I, at all, did not do twenty years of preparation, quite nagging, as if who pushed me hard from behind. --Haruki Murakami, "Norwegian Wood"
70: I clung to this incomplete memory, which was already blurred and getting more and more blurred, and hammered out my bones and did my best to write this novel.
-- Haruki Murakami, "Norwegian Wood"
71. If you read the same things as others, you can only think the same way as others.
-- Haruki Murakami, "Norwegian Wood"
72. I used to have this problem
Once I was obsessed with something
I was blind to everything around me
-- Haruki Murakami, "Norwegian Wood"
-- Haruki Murakami, "Norwegian Wood" Norwegian Wood
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73. Even today, after eighteen degrees of spring and fall, I can still vividly remember the scenery of that meadow. The days of warm rainfall, the dust of summer washed away. The mountain slopes are covered with green and emerald green, the tasseled grasses are winding and undulating under the blowing of the golden wind in October, and the winding thin clouds are clinging to the blue dome of the sky that seems to be freezing. Gazing at the long sky, but feel the hidden pain in the eyes. The wind whipped through the grass, slightly ruffled her hair, and then blew toward the forest of mixed trees. The leaves on the tops of the trees rustled and whispered, and the barking of a dog came from far away, indistinct and subtle, as if it were coming from the entrance of another world. There was also silence, and no one brushed by.
--Haruki Murakami, "Norwegian Wood"
74. No amount of philosophizing can remove the sorrow of a loved one's death. The only thing we can do is to break free from this sadness and realize some kind of philosophy from it. --Haruki Murakami, "Norwegian Wood"
75. At dawn, the rain continued to fall. With last night's different fine fall rain, so fine that the naked eye almost can not see Kun, can only rely on the ripples of standing water and along the eaves of the house to see drops about two drops sound know in the rain. When I woke up, the window has been covered with ???white smoke, with see the rising sun, smoke with the wind, the woods and the line of the mountain gradually appeared.
---Haruki Murakami "Norwegian Wood"
76, in the river road in many places there is still fog not yet dispersed, in the wind blowing in the hillside wandering swing. I stood and looked back a few times along the way, or sighed meaninglessly. Because I felt as if I had traveled to a planet with a slightly different gravity, and then felt sad when I thought that this was the outside world.
-- Haruki Murakami "Norwegian Wood"
77, after the fireflies disappeared, the trajectory of the light is still imprinted in my mind for a long time. The weak and shallow light, as if the lost soul, wandering in the dark and heavy night.
I reached out to the night several times, but my fingertips did not touch it, and the tiny dot of light always kept a little bit of an inaccessible distance from my fingertips.
--Haruki Murakami, "Norwegian Wood"
78. Closing my eyes, I temporarily committed myself to the memory of the night. The wind was more audible than usual. It wasn't a strong wind, but it blew around my body, leaving a surprisingly sharp trail. When I opened my eyes, the darkness of the summer night deepened. --Haruki Murakami, "Norwegian Wood"
79, as the saying goes, that's how it is to grow up, to fight with loneliness, to be lost, to be disappointed, to be lost, and yet to live. --Haruki Murakami, "Norwegian Wood"
80. We paced in a silent pine forest. The remains of cicadas that died at the end of summer were scattered on the path, dry and itchy. When you step on it, it makes a beeping sound.
-- Haruki Murakami, "Norwegian Wood"
81, I feel as if I am standing in the middle of a well-organized ruin -- Haruki Murakami, "Norwegian Wood"
82, one day, death will tighten its grip. We'll be in the grip of death. But on the other hand, we won't be caught by death until it has caught us - Haruki Murakami, "Norwegian Wood"
83. The fragments of words seem to float in the air as if they have been torn off. --Haruki Murakami "Norwegian Wood"
84. If you smile. The sun city. --Emotion "Norwegian Wood"
85, I stepped on a dreamy and strange moonlight path into the forest of mixed trees, walking around in faith. Under the moonlight, all kinds of sounds echoed incredibly. My footsteps, like those of a man walking on the bottom of the sea, elicited jarring echoes from diametrically opposite directions. A low, dry "click" sounded behind me. The forest is filled with a suffocating silence, as if the nocturnal animals are waiting for me to leave with bated breath.
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86. I stood still and stared at the tiny light. The light reminds me of the last flicker of a soul like a candle in the wind. I really want to use both hands to cover that light tightly, guarding it. I gazed at the wavering light for a long time, just as Gatsby had watched the little points of light on the other side of the river all night long.
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87, close your eyes, as if in the darkness there is a small graphic flickering to and from the dance, there is still the curling sound of the guitar of Ling Bullet in the ear. But it didn't last long, and before long sleep came and dragged me into the warmth of the swamp. I dreamed of willows. The green willows lined both sides of the trail in unbelievable numbers. The wind wasn't blowing weakly, but the willow branches didn't move. What's going on? It turned out that a small bird was crouching on each willow branch, weighing it down and preventing it from shaking. I grabbed a stick and knocked on the branches in front of me, trying to get rid of the birds and get the branches moving again. However, the bird can not fly up, not only can not fly up, but also turned into a bird-shaped iron lumps, "snap" have fallen to the ground.
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88, even if things are more intricate and complex, and even called people can not do anything about it, can not be discouraged, can not be in a hurry to pull hard, to have to fight a long battle of the mind to prepare for, must be one by one patiently clean up. --Haruki Murakami, "Norwegian Wood"
89, well edge of the stone after the wind and rain, into a strange white color, and everywhere is cut and crumbling traces. Only tiny green lizards could be seen darting in and out of the cracks in the stone in quick succession. Cross your body to peer into that hole and you can't see much. All I know is that it's scary and deep anyway, deeper than you can imagine. And it was filled with nothing but darkness - a thick darkness that mixed with all the darkness of the world. --Haruki Murakami, "Norwegian Wood"
90. I want to start a new life anywhere I don't know anyone. --Haruki Murakami, "Norwegian Wood"
91, The firefly glows faintly at the bottom of the bottle, its light too faint, its color too pale. The last time I saw fireflies was a long time ago, but in my memory, fireflies should be in the summer night trailing a much starker and brighter stream of light. I always thought that fireflies must emit a brilliant, burning light.
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92. No amount of philosophizing
can remove the sadness of the death of a loved one
The only thing we can do
is to free ourselves from this sadness
and to realize some philosophy from it
and any philosophy realized
will be of no value in the face of the unexpected sadness that follows.
And any philosophy that comes out of that realization
is weak in the face of the unexpected sorrow that follows
-- Haruki Murakami, "Norwegian Wood"
93. All of this has to be forgotten. At first it went well, but no matter how hard I tried to forget, there was still a hazy, airy lump in my heart. --Haruki Murakami, "Norwegian Wood"
94, dedicated to the many anniversaries
No matter how philosophical, how sincere, how tough, how tender, has not been able to dispel this sadness. The only thing we can do is to break free from this sadness and realize some kind of philosophy from it. The only thing we can do is to break away from this sadness and realize some kind of philosophy from it, but any philosophy after realization is weak in front of the unexpected sadness that follows.
A few times towards the night to reach out to the fingertips, the fingertips have nothing to touch, the small point of light is always with the fingertips to maintain a little bit of unreachable distance.
Only the dead forever 17 "Norwegian Wood"
95, I just do not want to waste time reading books that have not been baptized by time. Life is short. In the very center of life, everything was spinning around and around with death at its center.
--Haruki Murakami, "Norwegian Wood"
97. On the right is shiny Shinjuku, and on the left is Ikebukuro.
In front of the headlights converged into a river of colorful light, flowing from street to street. A soft noise, mixed with various sounds, hangs over the city like a cloud.
-- Haruki Murakami "Norwegian Wood"
98, although you may have a hard time in your heart, but also still have to be strong, to be more mature, become an adult. --Haruki Murakami, "Norwegian Wood"
99. It is very difficult to turn a blind eye to possibilities when they are all around you. --Haruki Murakami, "Norwegian Wood"
100. The sky is so high that you will feel pain in your eyes if you stare at it for a while. The wind blew across the grassland, ruffling her hair, and then disappeared towards the end of the mixed forest. The leaves rustled and a few dogs barked in the distance. The voice sounded a little muffled, as if you were standing at the entrance to another world.
-- Haruki Murakami "Norwegian Wood"
101, memory is always a little incredible, the actual time, I have not felt it has any exciting feelings. --Haruki Murakami, "Norwegian Wood"
102, The early fall sunlight made her eyelashes shadow down on her cheeks, and you could see them fluttering slightly. --Haruki Murakami, "Norwegian Wood"
1 03, In the darkness, I reached out several times. But nothing could be touched. The tiny ray of light was right at my fingertips where I was close to touching it. --Haruki Murakami, "Norwegian Wood"
104: The silver glow of the bright moon streaming in through the window dragged the shadows of the things long, as if they had been coated with a layer of light ink and vaguely printed on the walls. --Haruki Murakami "Norwegian Wood"
105, in the wind and sunny weather canoeing on a beautiful lake, we will both feel the blue sky is charming, but also a deep sense of the lake water is very beautiful - the two are the same reason. There is no need to be so bitter
-- Haruki Murakami, "Norwegian Wood"
1 06. When you are alone, you still have to guard the thoughts in your heart.
1 07, everyone has their own piece of forest, maybe we never walked, but it has always been there, will always be there, lost people lost, meet people will meet again
1 08, let how to explain, the world can only believe in their own willingness to believe things. The more desperate we are to fight, the more wretched our situation is.
1 09, is in the youthful years of ours, always once unconsciously look into the distance, the road to the distance is full of longing, although hidden, full of confusion. Sometimes around like being surrounded by a dense fog, the kind of confusion and helplessness only they can understand. Although a little lonely, despite the confusion and helplessness, but I still face bravely, because this is my youth, not others, only belong to me.
1 10, maybe there is a dim place in my body called Memory Place, where all the valuable memories are piled up and turned into a mess.
1 11. I think of the many things I have lost in the past journey of life - the wasted years, the people who have died or gone away, the irrecoverable remorse.
1 12, life does not need ideals, the need is to act norms (do what you should do rather than what you want to do).
1 13, the dead have always been dead, but we have to continue to live.
1 14, Never sympathize with yourself!