Autumn approaches and the heart begins to dream of four-tatami rooms — Matsuo Bashō The Sound of Water: Haiku by Bashō, Buson, Issa, and Other Poets (trans. Sam Hamill with illustrations by Kaji Aso) Advertisements
Since my house burned down I now have a better view of the rising moon ― Mizuta Masahide (1657–1723)
The secrets inside her mind are like flowers in a garden at nighttime, filling the darkness with perfume. — Fumiko Enchi, Masks. (Vintage; 1st Aventura ed edition, September 12, 1983) Originally published 1958.
The older we get the more we seem to think that everything was better in the past. ― Jun’ichirō Tanizaki
Beyond the edge of the world there’s a space where emptiness and substance neatly overlap, where past and future form a continuous, endless loop. And, hovering about, there are signs no one has ever read, chords no one has ever heard. ― Haruki Murakami, Kafka on the Shore. (Vintage, January 3, 2006) Originally published 2002.
I realize full well how hard it must be to go on living alone in a place from which someone has left you, but there is nothing so cruel in this world as the desolation of having nothing to hope for. — Haruki Murakami, The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle (Harvill/Panther 1999:; Limited centenary ed edition 1999)… Continue reading Haruki Murakami
Keep your heart clear And transparent, And you will Never be bound. A single disturbed thought Creates ten thousand distractions. — Ryokan