Kafka-on-the-shore Quotes

A question wells up inside me, a question so big it blocks my throat and makes it hard to breathe. S...

A dense, artistic kind of imperfection stimulates your consciousness, keeps you alert. If I listen t...

He felt as if his heart had dried up. I needed her he thought. I needed someone like her to fill the...

I'm alone inside the world of the story, my favorite feeling in the world.

But thing in the past are like plate that’s shattered to pieces. You can never put it back together ...