Yasunari Kawabata Quotes
A child walked by, rolling a metal hoop that made a sound of autumn.
A poetess who had died young of cancer had said in one of her poems that for her, on sleepless nights, 'the night offers toads and black dogs and corpses of the drowned.
A secret, if it's kept, can be sweet and comforting, but once it leaks out it can turn on you with a vengeance.
Along the coast the sea roars, and inland the mountains roar - the roaring at the center, like a distant clap of thunder.
And I can't complain. After all, only woemn are able really to love.
Because you cannot see him, God is everywhere.
But, drawn to her at that moment, he felt a quiet like the voice of the rain flow over him. He knew well enough that for her it was in fact no waste of effort, but somehow the final determination that it was had the effect of distilling and purifying the woman's existence.
Cosmic time is the same for everyone, but human time differs with each person. Time flows in the same way for all human beings; every human being flows through time in a different way.
Does pain go away and leave no trace, then? You sometimes even feel sentimental for it.
I suppose even a woman's hatred is a kind of love.
I wonder what the retirement age is in the novel business. The day you die.
In the depths of the mirror the evening landscape moved by, the mirror and the reflected figures like motion pictures superimposed one on the other. The figures and the background were unrelated, and yet the figures, transparent and intangible, and the background, dim in the gathering darkness, melted into a sort of symbolic world not of this world. Particularly when a light out in the mountains shone in the centre of the girl's face, Shimamura felt his chest rise at the inexpressible beauty of it.
It's remarkable how we go on year after year, doing the same old things. We get tired and bored, and ask when they'll come for us
Lunatics have no age. If we were crazy, you and I, we might be a great deal younger.
Now, even more than the evening before, he could think of no one with whom to compare her. She had become absolute, beyond comparison. She had become decision and fate.
Put your soul in the palm of my hand for me to look at, like a crystal jewel. I'll sketch it in words...
The labor into which a heart has poured its whole love--where will it have its say, to excite and inspire, and when?
The road was frozen. The village lay quiet under the cold sky. Komako hitched up the skirt of her kimono and tucked it into her obi. The moon shone like a blade frozen in blue ice.
The snow on the distant mountains was soft and creamy, as if veiled in a faint smoke.
THE TRAIN came out of the long tunnel into the snow country.
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June 11, 1899
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