First Person Singular Quotes

“Loving someone is like having a mental illness that's not covered by health insurance.”
― Haruki Murakami, First Person Singular: Stories

“I believe that love is the indispensable fuel that allows us to go on living. Someday that love may end. Or it may never amount to anything. But even if love fades away, even if it’s unrequited, you can still hold on to the memory of having loved someone, of having fallen in love with someone. And that’s a valuable source of warmth.”
― Haruki Murakami, First Person Singular: Stories

“It’s true that life brings us far more defeats than victories. And real-life wisdom arises not so much from knowing how we might beat someone as from learning how to accept defeat with grace.”
― Haruki Murakami, First Person Singular: Stories

“Your brain is made to think about difficult things. To help you get to a point where you understand something that you didn’t understand at first. And that becomes the cream of your life. The rest is boring and worthless.”
― Haruki Murakami, First Person Singular: Stories

“Of course, winning is much better than losing. No argument there. But winning or losing doesn’t affect the weight and value of the time. It’s the same time, either way. A minute is a minute, an hour is an hour. We need to cherish it. We need to deftly reconcile ourselves with time, and leave behind as many precious memories as we can—that’s what’s the most valuable.”
― Haruki Murakami, First Person Singular: Stories

“All of us, more or less, wear masks. Because without masks we can’t survive in this violent world. Beneath an evil-spirit mask lies the natural face of an angel, beneath an angel’s mask lies the face of an evil spirit. It’s impossible to have just one or the other. That’s who we are. And that’s Carnaval. Schumann was able to see the many faces of humanity—the masks and the real faces—because he himself was a deeply divided soul, a person who lived in the stifling gap in between the two.”
― Haruki Murakami, First Person Singular: Stories

“The death of a dream can be, in a way, sadder than that of a living being. Sometimes it all seems so unfair.”
― Haruki Murakami, First Person Singular: Stories

“No matter how vivid memories may be, they can’t win out against the power of time.”
― Haruki Murakami, First Person Singular: Stories

“Things like this happen sometimes in our lives,” I told him. “Inexplicable, illogical events that nevertheless are deeply disturbing. I guess we need to not think about them, just close our eyes and get through them. As if we were passing under a huge wave.”
― Haruki Murakami, First Person Singular: Stories

“These were both nothing more than a pair of minor incidents that happened in my trivial little life. Short side trips along the way. Even if they hadn’t happened, I doubt my life would have wound up much different from what it is now. But still, these memories return to me sometimes, traveling down a very long passageway to arrive. And when they do, their unexpected power shakes me to the core. Like an autumn wind that gusts at night, swirling fallen leaves in a forest, flattening the pampas grass in fields, and pounding hard on the doors to people’s homes, over and over again.”
― Haruki Murakami, First Person Singular: Stories

“It’s important in life to get used to losing.”
― Haruki Murakami, First Person Singular: Stories

“No matter how beautiful a woman might be, she always has imperfections, and likewise no matter how ugly a woman might be, there’s always a part of her that is beautiful.”
― Haruki Murakami, First Person Singular: Stories

“At nineteen, I knew nothing about the inner workings of my own heart, let alone the hearts of others. Still, I thought I had a pretty good grasp of how happiness and sadness worked. What I couldn't yet grasp were all the myriad phenomenon that lay in the space between happiness and sadness, how they related to each other. As a result, I often felt anxious and helpless.”
― Haruki Murakami, First Person Singular: Stories

“Each and every moment, our bodies are on a one-way journey to collapse and deterioration, unable to turn back the clock. I close my eyes, I open them again, only to realize that in the interim so many things have vanished. Buffeted by the intense midnight winds, these things—some with names, some without—disappear without a trace. All that is left is a faint memory. Even memory, though, can hardly be relied on. Can anyone say for certain what really happened to us back then?”
― Haruki Murakami, First Person Singular: Stories

“Even memory though, can hardly be relied on. Can anyone say for certain what really happened to us back then?
If we’re blessed though, a few words might remain by our side. They climb to the top of the hill during the night, crawl into small holes dug to fit the shape of their bodies, stay quite still, and let the stormy winds of time blow past. Dawn finally breaks, the wild wind subsides, and the surviving words quietly peek out from the surface. For the most part they have small voices—they are shy and only have ambiguous ways of expressing themselves. Even so, they are ready to serve as witnesses. As honest, fair witnesses. But in order to create those long enduring, long-suffering words, or else to find them and leave them behind, you must sacrifice, unconditionally, your own body, your very own heart. You have to lay down your neck on a cold stone pillow illuminated by the winter moon.”
― Haruki Murakami, First Person Singular: Stories

“Like two straight lines overlapping, we momentarily crossed at a certain point, then went our separate ways.”
― Haruki Murakami, First Person Singular: Stories

“As I consider that
we'll never meet again
I also consider how
there's no reason that we cannot

Will we meet
or will it simply end like this
drawn by the light
trampled by shadows”
― Haruki Murakami, First Person Singular: Stories

“I've never liked giving up on a book once I've started it. I always hold out hope that there will be some riveting development toward the end, though the chances of that are pretty slim.”
― Haruki Murakami, First Person Singular: Stories

“I don’t even remember what name she yelled. All I recall is that it was some nothing, run-of-the-mill name, and that I was impressed that such a bland name was, for her, precious and important. A simple name can sometimes really jolt a person’s heart.”
― Haruki Murakami, First Person Singular: Stories

“I've heard it said that the happiest time in our lives is the period when pop songs really mean
something to us, really get to us.”
― Haruki Murakami, First Person Singular: Stories

“Compared to these women, isn’t a woman who is not beautiful—who is even considered to be ugly—and yet enjoys that fact, a far happier person? No matter how beautiful a woman might be, she always has imperfections, and likewise no matter how ugly a woman might be, there’s always a part of her that is beautiful. And they seem to freely revel in that part of themselves, unlike beautiful women. It’s not a substitute for anything, or a metaphor.”
― Haruki Murakami, First Person Singular: Stories

“These graceful, seamless phrases are like lovely memories, their names hidden, slipping into your dreams. Like fine wind patterns you never want to disappear, leaving gentle traces on the sand dunes of your heart.”
― Haruki Murakami, First Person Singular: Stories

“A circle that has many centers but no circumference”
― Haruki Murakami, First Person Singular: Stories

“When we truly love somebody with all out heart, or feel deep compassion, or have an idealistic sense of how the world should be, or when we discover faith (or something close to faith) - that's when we understand the circle as a given and accept it in our hearts”
― Haruki Murakami, First Person Singular: Stories

“perhaps our lives are merely decorative, expendable items, a burst of fleeting color and nothing more.”
― Haruki Murakami, First Person Singular: Stories

“I couldn't remember a thing I'd ever done to make her hate me that much. But sometimes, without even realizing it, we trample on people's feelings, hurt their pride, make them feel bad.”
― Haruki Murakami, First Person Singular: Stories

“There's nothing worth getting in this world that you can get easily.
...But, when you put in that much time and effort, if you do achieve that difficult thing it becomes the cream of your life.”
― Haruki Murakami, First Person Singular: Stories

“Of course, winning is much better than losing. No argument there. But winning or losing doesn’t affect the weight and value of the time. It’s the same time, either way. A minute is a minute, an hour is an hour. We need to cherish it. We need to deftly reconcile ourselves with time and leave behind as many precious memories as we can—that’s what’s the most valuable.”
― Haruki Murakami, First Person Singular: Stories

“Valakibe beleszeretni olyan, mint szerezni egy mentális betegséget, amit nem fedez a biztosítás.”
― Haruki Murakami, First Person Singular: Stories

“I've heard it said that the happiest times in our lives is the period when pop songs really mean something to us, really get to us. It may be true. Or maybe not. Pop songs may, after all, be nothing but pop songs. And perhaps our lives are merely decorative, expendable items, a burst of fleeting color and nothing more.”
― Haruki Murakami, First Person Singular: Stories