All Yasunari Kawabata Quotes
- A child walked by, rolling a metal hoop that made a sound of autumn. Autumn
- The labor into which a heart has poured its whole love--where will it have its say, to excite and inspire, and when? Excite
- And I can't complain. After all, only woemn are able really to love Able
- Along the coast the sea roars, and inland the mountains roar – the roaring at the center, like a distant clap of thunder. Along
- The snow on the distant mountains was soft and creamy, as if veiled in a faint smoke. Creamy
- THE TRAIN came out of the long tunnel into the snow country. Came
- The winter moon becomes a companion, the heart of the priest, sunk in meditation upon religion and philosophy, there in the mountain hall, is engaged… Becomes
- A secret, if it's kept, can be sweet and comforting, but once it leaks out it can turn on you with a vengeance. Comforting
- The sound of the freezing of snow over the land seemed to roar deep into the earth. There was no moon. The stars, almost too… Blackness
- Our language is primarily for expressing human goodness and beauty. Beauty
- The woman was silent, her eyes on the floor. Shimamura had come to a point where he knew he was only parading his masculine shamelessness,… Blush
- 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… Blade
- Because you cannot see him, God is everywhere. Cannot See
- I wonder what the retirement age is in the novel business. The day you die. Age
- But, drawn to her at that moment, he felt a quiet like the voice of the rain flow over him. He knew well enough that… Determination
- 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… Black
- They were words that came out of nothing, but they seemed to him somehow significant. He muttered them over again. Came
- 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… All
- In the depths of the mirror the evening landscape moved by, the mirror and the reflected figures like motion pictures superimposed one on the other.… Background
- Put your soul in the palm of my hand for me to look at, like a crystal jewel. I'll sketch it in words... Crystal
- 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… Joy
- 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… Absolute
- I suppose even a woman's hatred is a kind of love. Hatred
- Lunatics have no age. If we were crazy, you and I, we might be a great deal younger. Age
- Does pain go away and leave no trace, then?’ ‘You sometimes even feel sentimental for it. Doe