A Quote by Haruki Murakami

If I have left a wound inside you, it is not just your wound but mine as well. — © Haruki Murakami
If I have left a wound inside you, it is not just your wound but mine as well.
A wound in the soul, coming from the rending of the spiritual body, strange as it may seem, gradually closes like a physical wound. And once a deep wound heals over and the edges seem to have knit, a wound in the soul, like a physical wound, can be healed only by the force of life pushing up from inside. This was the way Natasha's wound healed. She thought her life was over. But suddenly her love for her mother showed her that the essence of life - love - was still alive in her. Love awoke, and life awoke.
I have a stab wound on my left hip and one on my thigh and a slash mark across my right calf. I have a bottle stab wound on my left calf.
Those people behind the mosque have to respect, have to appreciate and have to defer to the people of New York. The wound is still there. Just because the wound is healing you can't say, 'Let's just go back to where we were pre-9/11.
[...] We have to realize that this wound [of loneliness] is inherent in the human condition and that what we have to do is walk with it instead of fleeing from it. We cannot accept it until we discover that we are loved by God just as we are, and that the Holy Spirit in a mysterious way is living at the centre of the wound.
He made a small sigh, as he swallowed the first blood, then his mouth closed over my earlobe, mouth working at the wound, tongue coaxing blood from the wound. He pressed his body the length of mine, one hand cupping my turned head, the other playing down the line of my body. Maybe it was just blood, but I never stroked my steak while eating it.
Who better to so softly bind the wound of one, than she who has suffered the wound herself.
When we scratch the wound and give into our addictions we do not allow the wound to heal.
That's why I'm not to be trusted. Because a wound to the heart is also a wound to the mind
Who then can so softly bind up the wound of another as he who has felt the same wound himself.
A wound that goes unacknowledged and unwept is a wound that cannot heal.
A shaman is someone who has a wound that will not heal. He sits by the side of the road with his open wound exposed.
A knife wound heals, but a tongue wound festers.
Every boy, in his journey to become a man, takes an arrow in the center of his heart, in the place of his strength. Because the wound is rarely discussed and even more rarely healed, every man carries a wound. And the wound is nearly always given by his father.
That is the way it is with a wound. The wound begins to close in on itself, to protect what is hurting so much. And once it is closed, you no longer see what is underneath, what started the pain.
We're all writing out of a wound, and that's where our song comes from. The wound is singing. We're singing back to those who've been wounded.
A wound in a young heart is like a wound in a young tree. It does not grow out. It grows in.
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