Vivid Language is Beautiful

I'm reading Haruki Murukami's The Wind-up Bird Chronicle, and thanks to Jay Rubin's translation, I get a glimpse of the vivid language that Murukami uses to describe things, emotions, and situations.

Example:

...Then I glanced at the phone in the living room. It sat on the table, cloaked in silence. It looked like a deep-sea creature pretending to be an inanimate object, crouching there in wait for its prey...

Waiting for a call from his wife, Toru Okada, the character, describes the telephone. He actually wills the telephone to come alive by ringing. His wife has left him, and he awaits word from her or from anyone who has been in contact with her.

I like the way the writer describes Toru and his emotion at that particular instance. Powerful!