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More Quotes by Yasunari Kawabata
Lunatics have no age. If we were crazy, you and I, we might be a great deal younger.
And I can't complain. After all, only women are able really to love.
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.
A child walked by, rolling a metal hoop that made a sound of autumn.
Does pain go away and leave no trace, then?’ ‘You sometimes even feel sentimental for it.
I suppose even a woman's hatred is a kind of love.
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.
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.
Now, even more than the evening before, he could think of no one with whom to compare her. She had become absolute, beyond comparison. She had become decision and fate.
