More Quotes by Yasunari Kawabata
I suppose even a woman's hatred is a kind of love.
A child walked by, rolling a metal hoop that made a sound of autumn.
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.
A secret, if it's kept, can be sweet and comforting, but once it leaks out it can turn on you with a vengeance.
Because you cannot see him, God is everywhere.
Our language is primarily for expressing human goodness and beauty.
From the way of Go the beauty of Japan and the Orient had fled. Everything had become science and regulation.
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.
People have separated from each other with walls of concrete that blocked the roads to connection and love. and Nature has been defeated in the name of development.
The true joy of a moonlit night is something we no longer understand. Only the men of old, when there were no lights, could understand the true joy of a moonlit night.
