Kafka on the Shore

Kafka on the Shore Quotes:and you find yourself breaking through clouds at a tilt, no longer certain where the plane is headed or if the laws of flight even apply.Money isn't like mushrooms in a forest-it doesn't just pop up on its own, you know. You'll need to eat, a place to sleep. One day you're going to run outYou've already decided what you're going to do, and all that's left is to set the wheels in motion. I mean, it's your life. Basically you gotta go with what you think is right.”That's right. When all is said and done, it is my life.Your life's just begun and there's a ton of things out in the world you've never laid eyes on. Things you never could imagine.”Not that running away's going to solve everything. I don't want to rain on your parade or anything, but I wouldn't count on escaping this place if I were you. No matter how far you run. Distance might not solve anything.”Sometimes 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. There's no sun there, no moon, no direction, no sense of time. Just fine white sand swirling up into the sky like pulverized bones. That's the kind of sandstorm you need to imagine.No matter how metaphysical or symbolic it might be, make no mistake about it: it will cut through flesh like a thousand razor blades. People will bleed there, and you will bleed too. Hot, red blood. You'll catch that blood in your hands, your own blood and the blood of others.And once the storm is over you won't remember how you made it through, how you managed to survive. You won't even be sure, in fact, whether the storm is really over. But one thing is certain. When you come out of the storm you won't be the same person who walked in. That's what this storm's all about.I've built a wall around me, never letting anybody inside and trying not to venture outside myself.The facts and techniques or whatever they teach you in class isn't going to be very useful in the real world, that's for sure