Hay una realidad que demuestra la verdad de un hecho. Porque nuestra memoria y nuestros sentidos son demasiado inseguros, demasiado parciales. Incluso podemos afirmar que muchas veces es imposible discernir hasta qué punto un hecho...

Words left their mouths to hang frozen in midair.

The real world—where I probably could never be happy, and never get anywhere.

I don’t think I’d want Mickey Mouse pimping for me anyway.

Ci eravamo incontrati perché doveva succedere, e anche se non fosse stato quel giorno, prima o poi ci saremmo sicuramente incontrati da qualche altra parte.

I said nothing for a time, just ran my fingertips along the edge of the human-shaped emptiness that had been left inside me.

You sit at the edge of the world,I am in a crater that’s no more.Words without lettersStanding in the shadow of the door.The moon shines down on a sleeping lizard,Little fish rain from the sky.Outside...

I feel very strongly that all Japanese at that time had the idea drilled into them of 1999 being the end of the world. Aum renunciates have already accepted, inside themselves, the end of the...

…no matter how advanced the system, no matter how precise, unless we have the will to communicate, there’s no connection. And even supposing the will is there, there are times like now when we don’t...

Have you heard of the illness hysteria siberiana? Try to imagine this: You’re a farmer, living all alone on the Siberian tundra. Day after day you plow your fields. As far as the eye can...

Don’t feel sorry for yourself. Only assholes do that.

Ce sper eu e sa fac de ras lumea literara. Sa rad pe cat pot de netrebnicii astia lingusitori, adunati ca intr-un musuroi, care se pupa-n fund unul pe altul si isi ling ranile in...

A person learns how to love himself through the simple acts of loving and being loved by someone else.

You can have tons of talent, but it won’t necessarily keep you fed. If you have sharp instincts, through, you’ll never go hungry.

Quizás aun no te comprenda. Pero, con un poco de tiempo, llegaré a entenderte. Y no habrá nadie en el mundo que te comprenda mejor que yo.

Pain is inevitable. Suffering is optional.

It’s unfair.”As a rule, life is unfair,” I said.Yeah, but I think I did say some awful things.”To Dick?”Yeah.”I pulled the car over to the shoulder of the road and turned off the ignition. “That’s...

My short stories are like soft shadows I have set out in the world, faint footprints I have left. I remember exactly where I set down each and every one of them, and how I...

In dreams you don’t need to make any distinctions between things. Not at all. Boundaries don’t exist. So in dreams there are hardly ever collisions. Even if there are, they don’t hurt. Reality is different....

Jean-Jacques Rousseau defined civilization as when people build fences. A very perceptive observation. And it’s true—all civilization is the product of a fenced-in lack of freedom. The Australian Aborigines are the exception, though. They managed...

Tiesą, kaip tu ir sakei, dažniausiai lydi stiprus skausmas. O beveik niekas netrokšta skausmingos tiesos. Žmonėms reikia gražios ir jaukios pasakos, kuri leistų jiems bent truputį giliau pajusti savo gyvenimo prasmę. Būtent todėl atsiranda religijos.

The best way to think about reality, I had decided, was to get as far away from it as possible.

At some point the future becomes reality. And then it quickly becomes the past.

Being alive, if you had to define it, meant emitting a variety of smells

No matter how far you travel, you can never get away from yourself. It’s like your shadow. It follows you everywhere. -Komura

suffering is a misunderstood pain

He felt as if his heart had dried up. I needed her he thought. I needed someone like her to fill the void inside me. But I wasn’t able to fill the void inside her....

Memories warm you up from the inside. But they also tear you apart.

Kitapus pievelės juodavo vėją užstojanti pušų giraitė, iš už kurios atsklisdavo bangų mūša. Nuožmių Ramiojo vandenyno bangų. Jos ošė sodriais ir niūriais balsais it daugybė susispietusių sielų, šnabždančių kiekviena savo istorijas. Ir atrodė, kad prisidėti...

There are three ways you can get along with a girl: one, shut up and listen to what she has to say; two, tell her you like what she’s wearing; and three, treat her to...

That’s gotta be one of the principles behind reality. Accepting things that are hard to comprehend, and leaving them that way.

Gays, lesbians, straights, feminists, fascist pigs, communists, Hare Krishnas – none of them bother me. I don’t care what banner they raise. But what I can’t stand are hollow people. When I’m with them I...

There was something odd for him about not feeling lonely. The very fact that he had ceased to be lonely caused him to fear the possibility of becoming lonely again.

Quizá tampoco pueda decirse que soy un tipo corriente, pero raro no soy. Soy una persona extremadamente cabal, a mi manera. Muy directa. Directa como una flecha. Soy yo mismo de un modo sumamente natural...

Slowly like a movie fade out, the real world evaporates. I’m alone, inside the world of the story. My favorite feeling in the world.

Every one of us is losing something precious to us. Lost opportunities, lost possibilities, feelings we can never get back again. That’s part of what it means to be alive.

I don’t go out of my way to make friends, that’s all.

Wasn’t it better if they kept this desire to see each other hidden within them, and never actually got together? That way, there would always be hope in their hearts. That hope would be a...

Of course it hurt that we could never love each other in a physical way. We would have been far more happy if we had. But that was like the tides, the change of seasons–something...

I don’t dream. Come to think of it, i haven’t had any dreams in a long time.

The Earth, time, concepts, love, life, faith justice, evil – they’re all fluid and in transition. They don’t stay in one form or in one place forever. The whole universe is like some big FedEx...

There is nothing in this world that never takes a step outside a person’s heart.

Exactly. When is comes to anything halfway important, you just don’t get it. It’s amazing to me that you can put a piece of fiction together”Yeah, well, that’s a whole different thing.'(from Honey Pie)

That’s the way it is with the mind. Nothing is ever equal. Like a river, as it flows, the course changes with the terrain.

He sometimes wondered if she had become involved with him just so that she could cry in someone’s arms. Maybe she can’t cry alone, and that’s why she needs me.

Writing a novel is like having a dream.

And you really will have to make it through that violent, metaphysical, symbolic storm. No matter how metaphysical or symbolic it might be, make no mistake about it: it will cut through flesh like a...

Deep rivers run quiet.

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...

All’s well that ends well.”Assuming there’s an end somewhere,’ Aomame said.Tamaru formed some short creases near his mouth that were faintly reminiscent of a smile. ‘There has to be an end somewhere. It’s just that...