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I began to draw an invisible boundary between myself and other people. No matter who I was dealing with. I maintained a set distance, carefully monitoring the person's attitude so that they wouldn't get any closer. I didn't easily swallow what other people told me. My only passions were books and music.
— Haruki Murakami, Sputnik Sweetheart
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mothprincess · 1 year
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Haruki Murakami, from Sputnik Sweetheart
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metamorphesque · 2 years
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― favorite words of ... haruki murakami (part 1)
A Wild Sheep Chase / Sputnik Sweetheart / After the Quake / The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle / Norwegian Wood / Sputnik Sweetheart / The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle / South of the Border, West of the Sun / Kafka on the Shore / Norwegian Wood / 1Q84 / Blind Willow, Sleeping Woman / South of the Border, West of the Sun / Blind Willow, Sleeping Woman
˗ˏˋin case you’d like to buy me a☕ˎˊ˗  
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asoftepiloguemylove · 7 months
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laika and the pain of loss
Matthew Stover Revenge of the Sith // Laika in a flight harness (via wikipedia) // Aeschylus Aeschylus: The Oresteia // Haruki Murakami Sputnik Sweetheart // Olessya Turkina Soviet Space Dogs // Haruki Murakami Norwegian Wood // Ada Limon Sharks in the Rivers // Marina Tsvetaeva from a letter to Boris Pasternak // @fateology muttnik // H.D. Loss // Lavinia Greenlaw For the First Dog in Space // Why Laika the Space Dog is All Animals (via lakia magazine)
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fishingforwords · 3 months
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yeah, love hurts.
susan sontag || unknown poem || haruki murakami, sputnik sweetheart || 1927 children's book, jellyfish || vincent van gogh || marina ivanova tsvetaeva, poem of the end || pablo neruda, 20 love sonnets and a song of despair || caitlin conlon, consider the hairpin turn || charles bukowski || frida kahlo
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literaturecravings · 1 year
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— Sputnik Sweetheart, Haruki Murakami
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quotespile · 1 year
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We're both looking at the same moon, in the same world. We're connected to reality by the same line. All I have to do is quietly draw it towards me.
Haruki Murakami, Sputnik Sweetheart
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soresonder · 8 months
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haruki murakami, sputnik sweetheart.
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lunamonchtuna · 1 year
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— Haruki Murakami, from Sputnik Sweetheart (via lunamonchtuna)
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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 people 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 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.
Sputnik Sweetheart, Haruki Murakami, 1999
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ihateyouvishal · 6 months
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"I began to draw an invisible boundary between myself and other people. No matter who I was dealing with. I maintained a set distance carefully monitoring the person's attitude so that they wouldn't get any closer. I didn't easily swallow what other people told me. My only passions were books and music."
- Haruki Murakami, Sputnik Sweetheart
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thatstudyblrontea · 3 months
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October 8, 2022
Will I ever get tired of showing off my summer house's garden? Probably not. Especially when the pomegranate looks so good! The weather was simply perfect – not to cold, not to hot, perfect wind strength, warm sun. I went on with my reading of Sputnik Sweetheart, which has picked up a faster pace. Mid afternoon I had an absolutely delicious apple and cinnamon pastry that my dad had bought me this morning. I'm really looking forward spending more autumn weekends here!
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therealdostoevsky · 11 months
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Murakami's characters are often lost souls searching for meaning in a world that doesn't make sense. It's like he took the phrase "mid-life crisis" and turned it into an entire literary genre.
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metamorphesque · 2 years
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  ― Haruki Murakami, Sputnik Sweetheart
[text ID: The answer is dreams. Dreaming on and on. Entering the world of dreams and never coming out. Living in dreams for the rest of time.]
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1. // 2. Haruki Murakami, Sputnik Sweetheart // 3. Simone Weil, An Anthology of Selected Writings // 4. // 5. Czesław Miłosz, from “The Song.” // 6. L’Amica Geniale, Those Who Leave And Those Who Stay // 7. Haruki Murakami, 1Q84 // 8. Third Eye - Florence + The Machine, art by @sunsbleeding // 9. Susan Sontag, Reborn: Journals and Notebooks, 1947-1964 // 10. Mary Oliver, Upstream: Selected Essays
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fishingforwords · 11 months
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it's not the same as being alone.
augusten burroughs || sylvia plath || haruki murakami, sputnik sweetheart || charles bukowski, the crunch || edward hopper, nighthawks || f. scott fitzgerald, the great gatsby || robert frost, desert places || d.h. lawrence || john steinbeck, east of eden || edward hopper, nighthawks (zoomed in)
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