Haruki Murakami Quotes About Silence

Quotes about: Silence

• Silence, I discover, is something you can actually hear.

  Haruki Murakami

  Life, Silence, Norwegian Wood

  Haruki Murakami (2011). “Kafka On The Shore”, p.148, Random House

• A deserted library in the morning - there's something about it that really gets to me. All possible words and ideas are there, resting peacefully.

  Haruki Murakami

  Inspiring, Rest In Peace, Morning

  FaceBook post by Haruki Murakami from Mar 31, 2011

• The silence grew deeper, so deep that if you listened carefully you might very well catch the sound of the earth revolving on its axis.

  Haruki Murakami

  Axes, Silence, Sound

  FaceBook post by Haruki Murakami from Jun 30, 2015

• All I do is keep on running in my own cozy, homemade void, my own nostalgic silence. And this is a pretty wonderful thing. No matter what anybody else says.

  Haruki Murakami

  Running, Silence, Cozy

  Haruki Murakami (2011). “What I Talk About When I Talk About Running”, p.23, Random House

• So that's how we live our lives. No matter how deep and fatal the loss, no matter how important the thing that's stolen from us--that's snatched right out of our hands--even if we are left completely changed, with only the outer layer of skin from before, we continue to play out our lives this way, in silence. We draw ever nearer to the end of our allotted span of time, bidding it farewell as it trails off behind. Repeating, often adroitly, the endless deeds of the everyday. Leaving behind a feeling of immeasurable emptiness.

  Haruki Murakami

  Farewell, Loss, Play

  FaceBook post by Haruki Murakami from Feb 19, 2012

• One heart is not connected to another through harmony alone. They are, instead, linked deeply through their wounds. Pain linked to pain, fragility to fragility. There is no silence without a cry of grief, no forgiveness without bloodshed, no acceptance without a passage through acute loss. That is what lies at the root of true harmony.

  Haruki Murakami

  Pain, Lying, Grief

  FaceBook post by Haruki Murakami from Oct 05, 2015

• I tell lies sometimes. The last time I lied was a year ago. I absolutely detest lying. You could say that lying and silence are the two greatest sins of present day society. Actually, I lie a lot, and I'm always clamming up.

  Haruki Murakami

  Lying, Years, Two

• But the silence spoke volumes.

  Haruki Murakami

  Silence, Volume, Spokes

• Silence. How long it lasted, I couldn't tell. It might have been five seconds, it might have been a minute. Time wasn't fixed. It wavered, stretched, shrank. Or was it me that wavered, stretched, and shrank in the silence? I was warped in the folds of time, like a reflection in a fun house mirror.

  Haruki Murakami

  Fun, Reflection, Mirrors

  FaceBook post by Haruki Murakami from May 15, 2015

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