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More Quotes by Yasunari Kawabata
A child walked by, rolling a metal hoop that made a sound of autumn.
Lunatics have no age. If we were crazy, you and I, we might be a great deal younger.
The snow on the distant mountains was soft and creamy, as if veiled in a faint smoke.
Because you cannot see him, God is everywhere.
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.
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.
I suppose even a woman's hatred is a kind of 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.
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.
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.
