He did not care about titles and was proud to be a farmer beyond all else.
Tokyo is a very safe city. At night it becomes quiet the way New York never does.
One warm morning in July, a ghost came to our breakfast table.
Clever lies become matters of self-congratulation. Solemn pledges become a farce—laughable for their very solemnity. The Nation, with all its paraphernalia of power and prosperity, its flags and pious hymns, its blasphemous prayers in the...