Death Quote by Haruki Murakami — Inspiring Words on Life, Love & Wisdom

“I do feel that I’ve managed to make something I could maybe call my world…over time…little by little. And when I’m inside it, to some extent, I feel kind of relieved. But the very fact I felt I had to make such a world probably means that I’m a weak person, that I bruise easily, don’t you think? And in the eyes of society at large, that world of mine is a puny little thing. It’s like a cardboard house: a puff of wind might carry it off somewhere.”

“People have their own reasons for dying. It might look simple, but it never is. It's just like a rock. What's above ground is only a small part of it. But if you start pulling, it keeps coming and coming. The human mind dwells deep in darkness. Only the person himself knows the real reason, and maybe not even then.”

“People leave strange little memories of themselves behind when they die.”

“And once the storm is over, you won’t remember how you made it through, how you managed to survive. You won’t even be sure, whether the storm is really over. But one thing is certain. When you come out of the storm, you won’t be the same person who walked in. That’s what this storm’s all about.”

“Snow floated down every once in a while, but it was frail snow, like a memory fading into the distance.”

“To have been loved so deeply, even though the person who loved us is gone, will give us some protection forever.”

“T]hey had killed him. [...] Murdered him, except he would not die. Would not die, he vowed, because he would live to kill his killers.”

“For what is it to die but to stand naked in the wind and melt into the sun?”

“Indeed, analyst Robert Bak calls orgasm "the perfect promise between love and death," the means by which we repatriate separation of mother and child through the momentary extinction of the self. It is true that few of us consciously climb into a lover's bed in the hope of finding our mommy between the sheets. But the sexual loss of our separateness (which may scare people so badly they cannot have orgasm) brings us pleasure, in part, because it unconsciously repeats our first connection.”

“But she's wrong about hell. You don't have to wait until you're dead to get there.”

“How do you get all those coins?" asked Mort.”