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More Quotes by Yasunari Kawabata
A secret, if it's kept, can be sweet and comforting, but once it leaks out it can turn on you with a vengeance.
The labor into which a heart has poured its whole love--where will it have its say, to excite and inspire, and when?
They were words that came out of nothing, but they seemed to him somehow significant. He muttered them over again.
Our language is primarily for expressing human goodness and beauty.
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.
The woman was silent, her eyes on the floor. Shimamura had come to a point where he knew he was only parading his masculine shamelessness, and yet it seemed likely enough that the woman was familiar with the failing and need not be shocked by it. He looked at her. Perhaps it was the rich lashes of the downcast eyes that made her face seem warm and sensuous. She shook her head very slightly, and again a faint blush spread over her face.
I suppose even a woman's hatred is a kind of love.
And I can't complain. After all, only women are able really to love.
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.
