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.

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.

Put your soul in the palm of my hand for me to look at, like a crystal jewel. I'll sketch it in words.

The labor into which a heart has poured its whole love--where will it have its say, to excite and inspire, and when?

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.

Our language is primarily for expressing human goodness and beauty.

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

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.

Does pain go away and leave no trace, then?’ ‘You sometimes even feel sentimental for it.

Lunatics have no age. If we were crazy, you and I, we might be a great deal younger.

Pain is very often a maimed creature without a mouth.

Charles, mate, you fret too much. I'm a grown man, I am, and I can blood my handle.""Handle your blood?" Bones offered dryly.Ian grinned. "Exactly.

I have always had plenty of friends, and now at age sixty, I face four walls as a common prisoner.

I find the humor in life, and laugh easily

When you are young, you are a little naive.

All I'm about is just the pen.

Be curious, learn and read as much as you can about food. Don't worry about making money. Focus on learning at various venues before you settle down for a steady position.

Coeur qui soupire n'a pas ce qu'il desire. The heart that sighs does not have what it desires.

There is something more severe than the problem with Thomas Friedman, which can be generalized to represent someone causing action while being completely unaccountable for his words.

The writing life is essentially one of solitary confinement - if you can't deal with this, you needn't apply.