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.
Put your soul in the palm of my hand for me to look at, like a crystal jewel. I'll sketch it in words.
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
The sound of the freezing of snow over the land seemed to roar deep into the earth. There was no moon. The stars, almost too many of them to be true, came forward so brightly that it was as if they were falling with the swiftness of the void. As the stars came nearer, the sky retreated deeper and deeper into the night color. The layers of the Border Range, indistinguishable one from another, cast their heaviness at the skirt of the starry sky in a blackness grave and somber enough to communicate their mass. The whole of the night scene came together in a clear, tranquil harmony.
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 snow on the distant mountains was soft and creamy, as if veiled in a faint smoke.
Lunatics have no age. If we were crazy, you and I, we might be a great deal younger.
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.
And I can't complain. After all, only women are able really to love.
Because you cannot see him, God is everywhere.
