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

From the way of Go the beauty of Japan and the Orient had fled. Everything had become science and regulation.

The baby understands that its mother loves it. […] Words have their origin in baby talk, so words have their origin in love.

Yet the misty spring rain softened the outline of the mountain across the river and made it even more beautiful. So gentle was the rain that they hardly knew they were getting wet as they...

Un dia, mientras escribia una carta, Otoko abrio el diccionario para consultar el ideograma ‘pensar’. Al repasar los restantes significados (añorar, ser incapaz de olvidar, estar triste) sintio que el corazon se le encogia. Tuvo...

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.

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.

Los viejos tienen la muerte, y los jóvenes el amor, y la muerte viene una sola vez y el amor muchas.

I wonder what the retirement age is in the novel business.The day you die.