Monday, November 3, 2014

Colorless Tsukuru Tazaki and His Years of Pilgrimage by Haruki Murakami - Book Review

Colorless Tsukuru Tazaki and His Years of PilgrimageColorless Tsukuru Tazaki and His Years of Pilgrimage by Haruki Murakami
My rating: 3 of 5 stars

I don't want to answer "What did you think?" I would prefer "How did you feel?"

Pain is what gives rise to meditation. It has nothing to do with age, let alone beards.

Some parts of the story hit the right notes. Some of it were diffused, hidden somewhere between the noises of the criss-crossing trains intermingled with the noises of the passengers waiting at a train station.

But there are some keys about human emotions that Murakami knows how to pluck, and he plucks them quite a bit once in a while.

No matter how quiet and conformist a person's life seems, there's always a time in the past when they reached an impasse. A time when they went a little crazy.

I would fondly remember him talking about harmony towards the end of the book. The little observations and analogies whenever I see a railway station.

I read the line "Then she paused, as if leaving a space on the page." and the enrapturing power of words and meanings took hold of me.

Eventually, the book echoed some of my feelings, and stayed surprisingly positive!
Not everything was lost in the flow of time.
We truly believed in something back then, and we knew we were the kind of people capable of believing in something - with all our hearts. And that kind of hope will never simply vanish.

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