All HARUKI MURAKAMI Quotes about “Eyes”

“Closing your eyes isn't going to change anything. Nothing's going to disappear just because you can't see what's going on. In fact, things will even be worse the next time you open your eyes. That's the kind of world we live in. Keep your eyes wide open. Only a coward closes his eyes. Closing your eyes and plugging up your ears won't make time stand still.”
“What you see with your eyes is not necessarily real.”
“"They tell us that the only thing we have to fear is fear itself, but I don't believe that." he said. Then, a moment later, he added: "Oh, the fear is there, all right. It comes to us in many different forms, at different times, and overwhelms us. But the most frightening thing we can do at such times is to turn our backs on it, to close our eyes. For then we take the most precious thing inside us and surrender it to something else. In my case, that something was the wave."”
“Open your eyes, train your ears, use your head. If a mind you have, then use it while you can.”
“You know what I'd really like to do the most right now? Climb up to the top of some high place like the pyramids. The highest place I can find. Where you can see forever. Stand on the very top, look all around the world, see all the scenery, and see with my own eyes what's been lost from the world.”
“What would tomorrow bring? I wondered. Both hands on the wheel, I closed my eyes. I didnâ€™t feel like I was in my own body; my body was just a lonely, temporary container I happened to be borrowing. What would become of me tomorrow I did not know.”
“Not just beautiful, though â€” the stars are like the trees in the forest, alive and breathing. And theyâ€™re watching me. What Iâ€™ve up till now, what Iâ€™m going to do â€” they know it all. Nothing gets past their watchful eyes. As I sit there under the shining night sky, again a violent fear takes hold of me. My heartâ€™s pounding a mile a minute, and I can barely breathe. All these millions of stars looking down on me, and Iâ€™ve never given them more than a passing thought before. Not just the stars â€” how many other things havenâ€™t I noticed in the world, things I know nothing about?”
“Iâ€™m free, I think. I shut my eyes and think hard and deep about how free I am, but I canâ€™t really understand what it means. All I know is Iâ€™m totally alone. All alone in an unfamiliar place, like some solitary explorer whoâ€™s lost his compass and his map. Is this what it means to be free? I donâ€™t know, and I give up thinking about it.”
“Fate is like a small sandstorm that keeps changing directions. You change direction but the sandstorm chases you. You turn again, but the storm adjusts. Over and over you play this out, like some ominous dance with death just before dawn. Why? Because this storm isn't something that blew in from far away, something that has nothing to do with you. This storm is you. Something inside of you. So all you can do is give in to it, step right inside the storm, closing your eyes and plugging up your ears so the sand doesn't get in, and walk through it, step by step.”
“If you're in pitch blackness, all you can do is sit tight until your eyes get used to the dark.”
“two people can sleep in the same bed and still be alone when they close their eyes”
“The sun sliced through the windshield, sealing me in light. I closed my eyes and felt the warmth on my eyelids. Sunlight traveled a long distance to reach this planet; an infinitesimal portion of that sunlight was enough to warm my eyelids. I was moved. That something as insignificant as an eyelid had its place in the workings on the universe, that the cosmic order did not overlook this momentary fact.”
“I do feel that Iâ€™ve managed to make something I could maybe call my worldâ€¦over timeâ€¦little by little. And when Iâ€™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 Iâ€™m a weak person, that I bruise easily, donâ€™t you think? And in the eyes of society at large, that world of mine is a puny little thing. Itâ€™s like a cardboard house: a puff of wind might carry it off somewhere.”
“I read Naoko's letter again and again, and each time I read it I would be filled with the same unbearable sadness I used to feel whenever Naoko stared into my eyes. I had no way to deal with it, no place I could take it to or hide it away. Like the wind passing over my body, it had neither shape nor weight, nor could I wrap myself in it.”

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