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(Reblogged from haidyzakaria)
When I first met you, I felt a kind of contradiction in you. You’re seeking something, but at the same time, you are running away for all you’re worth.
Haruki Murakami, Kafka on the Shore

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One always dies too soon—or too late. And yet one’s whole life is complete at that moment, with a line drawn neatly under it, ready for the summing up. You are—your life, and nothing else.
Jean Paul Sartre, No Exit
We must cultivate, all of us, a certain ignorance, a certain blindness, or society will not be tolerable.
J. M. Coetzee, Foe
A novel examines not reality but existence. And existence is not what had occurred, existence is the realm of human possibilities, everything that man can become, everything he’s capable of.
From “The Art of the Novel” by Milan Kundera
Only people who’ve 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 justice as anybody. But what disgusts me even more are people who have no imagination. The kind T.S. Eliot calls ‘hollow men’. People who fill up that lack of imagination with heartless bits of straw, not even aware of what they’re doing. Callous people who throw a lot of empty words at you, trying to force you to do what you don’t want to.
From “Kafka on the Shore” by Haruki Murakami
That life is a trap we’ve have always known: we are born without having asked to be, locked in a body we never chose, and destined to die.
From “The Art of the Novel”, Milan Kundera
Time weighs down on you like an old, ambiguous dream. You keep on moving, trying to slip through it. but even if you go to the ends of the earth, you won’t be able to escape it. Still, you have to go there - to the edge of the world.There’s something you can’t do unless you get there.
From “Kafka on the Shore” by Haruki Murakami