Inching one's way along a steep cliff in the dark: on reaching the highway, one breathes a sigh of relief. Just when… — Banana Yoshimoto Copy Share Image
“Just when one can't take anymore, one sees the moonlight. Beauty that seems to infuse itself into the heart: I know about… — Banana Yoshimoto Copy Share Image
And she sees that the moonlight is losing its orange glow. It has become buttery, and will soon turn to silver. — Stephen King Copy Share Image
