More Quotes by Yasunari Kawabata
I suppose even a woman's hatred is a kind of love.
Because you cannot see him, God is everywhere.
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.
Lunatics have no age. If we were crazy, you and I, we might be a great deal younger.
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.
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
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.
Seeing the moon, he becomes the moon, the moon seen by him becomes him. He sinks into nature, becomes one with nature. The light of the "clear heart" of the priest, seated in the meditation hall in the darkness before the dawn, becomes for the dawn moon its own light.
Put your soul in the palm of my hand for me to look at, like a crystal jewel. I'll sketch it in words.
And I can't complain. After all, only women are able really to love.
