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  • #1
    Walter Benjamin
    “A Klee painting named 'Angelus Novus' shows an angel looking as though he is about to move away from something he is fixedly contemplating. His eyes are staring, his mouth is open, his wings are spread. This is how one pictures the angel of history. His face is turned toward the past. Where we perceive a chain of events, he sees one single catastrophe which keeps piling wreckage upon wreckage and hurls it in front of his feet. The angel would like to stay, awaken the dead, and make whole what has been smashed. But a storm is blowing from Paradise; it has got caught in his wings with such violence that the angel can no longer close them. This storm irresistibly propels him into the future to which his back is turned, while the pile of debris before him grows skyward. This storm is what we call progress.”
    Walter Benjamin

  • #2
    Sadegh Hedayat
    “در همین جهان است که دست کم می توانی امیدوار باشی که روزی کلک خودت را بکنی، امیدی که در آن جهان نمی تواند وجود داشته باشد.”
    صادق هدایت / Sadegh Hedayat

  • #3
    Samuel Beckett
    “You're on Earth. There's no cure for that.”
    Samuel Beckett

  • #4
    Oscar Wilde
    “I don't want to go to heaven. None of my friends are there.”
    Oscar Wilde

  • #5
    احمد شاملو
    “چراغی در دست
    چراغی در دلم.
    زنگار روحم را صیقل می زنم
    اینه ئی برابر اینه ات می گذارم
    تا از تو
    ابدیتی بسازم.”
    احمد شاملو / Ahmad Shamloo

  • #6
    Haruki Murakami
    “I wasn't particularly afraid of death itself. As Shakespeare said, die this year and you don't have to die the next.”
    Haruki Murakami, Hard-Boiled Wonderland and the End of the World

  • #7
    Lewis Carroll
    “It’s no use going back to yesterday, because I was a different person then.”
    Lewis Carroll

  • #8
    Haruki Murakami
    “Then when dusk began to settle he would retrace his steps, back to his own world. And on the way home, a loneliness would always claim his heart. He could never quite get a grip on what it was. It just seemed that whatever lay waiting "out there" was all too vast, too overwhelming for him to possibly ever make a dent in.”
    Haruki Murakami, Pinball, 1973

  • #9
    Haruki Murakami
    “Deep rivers run quiet.”
    Haruki Murakami, Hard-Boiled Wonderland and the End of the World

  • #10
    Haruki Murakami
    “You got to know your limits. Once is enough, but you got to learn. A little caution never hurt anyone. A good woodsman has only one scar on him. No more, no less.”
    Haruki Murakami, Hard-Boiled Wonderland and the End of the World

  • #11
    Haruki Murakami
    “Everything, everything seemed once-upon-a-time.”
    Haruki Murakami, Hard-Boiled Wonderland and the End of the World

  • #12
    Haruki Murakami
    “Once, when I was younger, I thought I could be someone else. I'd move to Casablanca, open a bar, and I'd meet Ingrid Bergman. Or more realistically - whether actually more realistic or not - I'd tune in on a better life, something more suited to my true self. Toward that end, I had to undergo training. I read The Greening of America, and I saw Easy Rider three times. But like a boat with a twisted rudder, I kept coming back to the same place. I wasn't anywhere. I was myself, waiting on the shore for me to return.”
    Haruki Murakami, Hard-Boiled Wonderland and the End of the World

  • #13
    Haruki Murakami
    “I am here, alone, at the end of the world. I reach out and touch nothing.”.”
    Haruki Murakami, Hard-Boiled Wonderland and the End of the World

  • #14
    ابراهیم گلستان
    “هدایت آدمی بود که در دوره خودش بی‌نظیر بود ، بی‌نظیری حسن او نبود گناه زمانه بود”
    ابراهیم گلستان, گفته‌ها

  • #15
    Haruki Murakami
    “What happens when people open their hearts?"
    "They get better.”
    Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood

  • #16
    Bijan Elahi
    “این جا که همیشه می‌نشینی وچای هم می‌زنیّ وبه ابرها
    نگاه می‌کنی
    که دائماً بزرگ می‌شوند و کوچک و این قدر، خلاصه، دقیقه دقیقه که انگار
    بازمان می‌رقصند.

    گاهی اتفاق می‌افتد غروبها
    چیزی انگار گُمت شده باشد، بعد می‌بینی از نبودِ نور بوده وفتی آن رفیقِ قدیمی
    کلید چراغ را می‌زند...”
    بیژن الهی

  • #17
    Haruki Murakami
    “I want you always to remember me. Will you remember that I existed, and that I stood next to you here like this?”
    Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood

  • #18
    Haruki Murakami
    “No truth can cure the sorrow we feel from losing a loved one. No truth, no sincerity, no strength, no kindness can cure that sorrow. All we can do is see it through to the end and learn something from it, but what we learn will be no help in facing the next sorrow that comes to us without warning.”
    Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood

  • #19
    Haruki Murakami
    “Memory is a funny thing. When I was in the scene, I hardly paid it any mind. I never stopped to think of it as something that would make a lasting impression, certainly never imagined that eighteen years later I would recall it in such detail. I didn't give a damn about the scenery that day. I was thinking about myself. I was thinking about the beautiful girl walking next to me. I was thinking about the two of us together, and then about myself again. It was the age, that time of life when every sight, every feeling, every thought came back, like a boomerang, to me. And worse, I was in love. Love with complications. The scenery was the last thing on my mind.”
    Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood

  • #20
    Haruki Murakami
    “But even so, every now and then I would feel a violent stab of loneliness. The very water I drink, the very air I breathe, would feel like long, sharp needles. The pages of a book in my hands would take on the threatening metallic gleam of razor blades. I could hear the roots of loneliness creeping through me when the world was hushed at four o'clock in the morning.”
    Haruki Murakami, The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle

  • #21
    Haruki Murakami
    “Spend your money on the things money can buy. Spend your time on the things money can’t buy.”
    Haruki Murakami, The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle

  • #22
    Haruki Murakami
    “I'm not so weird to me.”
    Haruki Murakami, The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle

  • #23
    Haruki Murakami
    “For both of us, it had simply been too enormous an experience. We shared it by not talking about it. Does this make any sense?”
    Haruki Murakami, The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle

  • #24
    Haruki Murakami
    “Hatred is like a long, dark shadow. Not even the person it falls upon knows where it comes from, in most cases. It is like a two-edged sword. When you cut the other person, you cut yourself. The more violently you hack at the other person, the more violently you hack at yourself. It can often be fatal. But it is not easy to dispose of. Please be careful, Mr.Okada. It is very dangerous. Once it has taken root in your heart, hatred is the most difficult think in the world to shake off.”
    Haruki Murakami, The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle
    tags: hate

  • #25
    Haruki Murakami
    “When you are used to the kind of life -of never getting anything you want- you stop knowing what it is you want.”
    Haruki Murakami, The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle

  • #26
    Haruki Murakami
    “Some things, you know, if you say them, it makes them not true?”
    Haruki Murakami, The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle

  • #27
    Haruki Murakami
    “This may be the most important proposition revealed by history: At the time, no one knew what was coming.”
    Haruki Murakami, 1Q84 Book 1

  • #28
    Haruki Murakami
    “Aomame raised her glass to the moon and asked,
    “Have you gone to bed with someone in your arms lately?”
    The moon did not answer.
    “Do you have any friends?” she asked.
    The moon did not answer.
    “Don’t you get tired of always playing it cool?”
    The moon did not answer.”
    Haruki Murakami, 1Q84 Book 1

  • #29
    Haruki Murakami
    “Whatever it is you're seeking won't come in the form you're expecting.”
    Haruki Marukami

  • #30
    Patrick deWitt
    “You are afraid of hell. But that’s all religion is, really. Fear of a place we’d rather not be, and where there’s no such a thing as suicide to steal us away.”
    Patrick deWitt, The Sisters Brothers



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