#Quote
More Quotes by Yasunari Kawabata
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.
I wonder what the retirement age is in the novel business. The day you die.
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.
Because you cannot see him, God is everywhere.
From the way of Go the beauty of Japan and the Orient had fled. Everything had become science and regulation.
And I can't complain. After all, only women are able really to love.
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
Our language is primarily for expressing human goodness and beauty.
A secret, if it's kept, can be sweet and comforting, but once it leaks out it can turn on you with a vengeance.
