Haruki Murakami Quotes
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Men and women are different. I don't think men grow a brain until 26 or even 30. Girls mature a lot quicker.
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Over the years, you grow up, you mature and you see things in a different way, and it's reflected in the writing.
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Grow up? Get herself straightened out? Her mind reeled from the verbal battering. No matter what she did, her father would tell her she was wrong. Worthless. Undeserving.
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I did grow up in a household in which I felt that to be myself was to damage the people I loved.
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Anyone who watches golf on television would enjoy watching the grass grow on the greens.
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Usually, the creating of the book happens while I'm writing the book. I start with Chapter One, with a few ideas and a handful of characters, and the book grows from there.
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Only by contending with challenges that seem to be beyond your strength to handle at the moment you can grow more surely toward the stars.
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To teach is to show. You can't teach what you don't know. You can't guide where you don't go. And you can't grow what you don't sow.
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Because children grow up, we think a child's purpose is to grow up. But a child's purpose is to be a child
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Our noblest hopes grow teeth and pursue us like tigers.
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You don't have to suffer continual chaos in order to grow.
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Relationships change us and make us grow.
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In one and the same fire, clay grows hard and wax melts.
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I say yes when I mean no and the wrinkle grows.
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I know a bank where the wild thyme blows, Where oxlips and the nodding violet grows, Quite over-canopied with luscious woodbine, With sweet musk-roses and with eglantine.
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The shortening of devotions starves the soul, it grows lean and faint
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The more the marble wastes, The more the statue grows.
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Good, the more communicated, more abundant grows.
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I wondered if my smile was as big as hers. Maybe as big. But not as beautiful.
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A sweaty Macbeth with blood on his arms coming in fresh from the battle doesn't interest me.
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If someday, in a morning, you see you, in a mirror or the dent of a spoon, and wonder Where is my soul and Where has it gone, remember this: Catch the gaze of a woman on the metro, subway, tram. Look at a man. Seek and you will find you in the silvered space, a flash between souls.
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What's nurtured slowly grows well.
