Love and used Subarus were two different things. Weren't they?
What happens when people open their hearts?They get better.
What the world needs is a set villain that people can point at and say, It’s all your fault!
But finally, Mr. Wind-Up Bird, isn't that just what life is? Aren't we all trapped in the dark somewhere, and they've taken away our food and water, and we're slowly dying, little by little...?
You know what I think? she says. That people's memories are maybe the fuel they burn to stay alive.
I always feel as if I'm struggling to become someone else. As if I'm trying to find a new place, grab hold of a new life, a new personality. I suppose it's part of growing up, yet it's also an attempt...
You have to experience it to understand. One thing I can say, though, is that once you see that true sight with your own eyes, the world you've lived in up till now will look flat and insipid. There's...
Mediocrity's like a spot on a shirt—it never comes off.
When people photograph an object, they often put a pack of cigarettes next to it to give the viewer a sense of the object’s actual size, but the pack of cigarettes next to the images in my memory expa...
Pensar libremente es distanciarse del cuerpo. Salir de esa jaula que te limita. Romper las cadenas y simplemente darle alas a la mente.
Beyond the window, some kind of small, black thing shot across the sky. A bird, possibly. Or it might have been someone's soul being blown to the far side of the world.
Only people who have been discriminated against can really know how much it hurts. Each person feels the pain in his own way, each has his own scars. So I think I'm as concerned about fairness and jus...
My father always told me: 'Give somebody a hand and he'll take an arm.
Rock and roll was my favorite, but before long I grew to enjoy Shinamoto's brand of classical music. This was music from another world, which had its appeal, but more than that I loved it because she...
Only where there is disillusionment and depression and sorrow does happiness arise; without the despair of loss, there is no hope.
One impossible day, of an impossible month, of an impossible year.
You are entering a phase of your life in which many different things will occur...bad things that seem good at first and good things that seem bad at first.
Our responsibility begins with our imagination.
I can be hurt, you know. I can get as exhausted as anybody else. I can feel so bad I want to cry, too.
I go back to the reading room, where I sink down in the sofa and into the world of The Arabian Nights. Slowly, like a movie fadeout, the real world evaporates. I'm alone, inside the world of the story...
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