#kami

I feel like I've swallowed a cloudy sky ↗

— Haruki Murakami

#creative #feeling #feelings #haruki-murakami #inspirational

Get going Simon. Just don't be distracted by the what-ifs, should-ifs, and if-onlys. The one thing you choose for yourself, that is the truth of your universe. ↗

— Kamina

#inspiration #kamina #inspirational

Even chance meetings are the result of karma… Things in life are fated by our previous lives. That even in the smallest events there’s no such thing as coincidence. ↗

— Haruki Murakami

#karma #life #life

Remove everything pointless from an imperfect life and it’d lose even its imperfection. ↗

— Haruki Murakami

#life

An empty shell. Those were the first words that sprang to mind. .... Something incredibly important - .. - had disappeared from Miu for good. Leaving behind not life, but its absence ↗

— Haruki Murakami

#life

I wrote a huge number of letters that spring: one a week to Naoko, several to Reiko, and several more to Midori. 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

#norwegian-wood #life

Once you’re lost, you panic. You’re in total despair, not knowing what to do. I hate it when that happens. Sex can be a real pain that way, ‘cause when you get in the mood all you can think about is what’s right under your nose - that’s sex, all right. ↗

— Haruki Murakami

#life #sex #life

But if you knew you might not be able to see it again tomorrow, everything would suddenly become special and precious, wouldn’t it? ↗

— Haruki Murakami

#murakami #life

No sooner had one season slipped out the door than the next came in by another door. A person might scramble to the closing door and call out, Hey, wait a minute, there’s one last thing I forgot to tell you. But nobody would be there any more. The door shuts tight. Already another season is in the room, sitting in a chair, striking a match to light a cigarette. Anything you forgot to mention, the stranger says, you might as well go ahead and tell me, and if it works out, I’ll get the message through. Nah, it’s okay, you say, it was nothing really. And all around, the sound of the wind. Nothing, really. A season’s died, that’s all. ↗

— Haruki Murakami

#murakami #life

Some are born virtuous, some become virtuous. To be good by nature is indeed fortunate but to become good is like walking on a double-edged sword; it takes a longer time and is more painful. ↗

— Umera Ahmed

#islam #pain #peer-e-kamil #spiritual #sword