What did Haruki Murakami mean by: Like flowers scattered in a storm, a man’s life is a long farewell. - Haruki Murakami Author · Japan Copy
+ There is nothing so cruel in this world as the desolation of having nothing to hope for. Feraz Zeid, January 17, 2024January 17, 2024, Haruki Murakami, Emptiness, Hope, 0 - Haruki Murakami Author · Japan
+ All of us are imperfect human beings living in an imperfect world. Feraz Zeid, January 17, 2024January 17, 2024, Haruki Murakami, Imperfect World, Imperfection, 0 - Haruki Murakami Author · Japan
+ Tell me, Doctor, are you afraid of death?” “I guess it depends on how you die. Feraz Zeid, January 17, 2024January 17, 2024, Haruki Murakami, Die, Doctors, Fear Of Death, 0 - Haruki Murakami Author · Japan
+ As long as I kept my body moving I could forget about the emptiness inside. Feraz Zeid, January 17, 2024January 17, 2024, Haruki Murakami, Numbness, 0 - Haruki Murakami Author · Japan
+ No matter what the situation may be, I still take pleasure in witnessing the joy of others. Feraz Zeid, January 17, 2024January 17, 2024, Haruki Murakami, Joy, 0 - Haruki Murakami Author · Japan
+ A gentleman is someone who does not what he wants to do, but what he should do. Feraz Zeid, January 17, 2024January 17, 2024, Haruki Murakami, Gentleman, 0 - Haruki Murakami Author · Japan
+ Time expands, then contracts, all in tune with the stirrings of the heart. Feraz Zeid, January 17, 2024January 17, 2024, Haruki Murakami, Heart, Time, Tunes, 0 - Haruki Murakami Author · Japan
+ You can hide memories, but you can’t erase the history that produced them. Feraz Zeid, January 17, 2024January 17, 2024, Haruki Murakami, Erase, Memories, 0 - Haruki Murakami Author · Japan
You have to observe flowers in order to find the right tones for the folds of clothes. - Jean-Auguste-Dominique Ingres Painter · France
Art is like a border of flowers along the course of civilization. - Lincoln Steffens Journalist · USA
The flower is the poetry of reproduction. It is an example of the eternal seductiveness of life. - Jean Giraudoux Playwright · France
The moon looks upon many night flowers; the night flowers see but one moon. - Jean Ingelow Poet · England
Man’s feelings are always purest and most glowing in the hour of meeting and of farewell. - Jean Paul Writer · Germany
