Quotes from Yasunari Kawabata

What I believe to be memories are probably daydreams. Still, my own sentimentality yearns for them as if they were the truth, suspect or twisted though they may be. I have forgotten that they were stories I heard from another and feel an intimacy with them as if they were my own direct memories -from Oil

Seara, înainte s? adorm, închid ochii È™i num?r b?rbaÈ›ii pe care mi-ar pl?cea s?-i s?rut. Îi num?r folosind degetele. E distractiv. Când sunt mai puÈ›in de cele zece degete m? simt trist?.

Women are odd," he said, to extricate himself. "Two or three of them have told me they're sure I modeled one of my characters on them. And they were complete strangers, women I'd had nothing to do with. What kind of delusion could that be?" "Lots of women are unhappy, so they console themselves with delusions.

No me importa que sólo dure cinco o diez días, pero necesito a alguien que pueda hacerme olvidar completamente de mí misma.

Your ears are lovely, he said, but there's a kind of eerie beauty to your profile.

Humankind, with its long history, is by now a corpse bound to a tree with the ropes of convention. If the ropes were cut, the corpse would simply fall to the ground. Prayer in one's mother tongue is a manifestation of that pathetic state. -from A Prayer in the Mother Tongue

La conciencia de su propio cuerpo era inseparable del recuerdo de aquel abrazo.

El hombre es la medicina que da vida a la mujer! Todas las mujeres tienen que consumirla.

Qué eran, para un hombre de sesenta y siete años junto a una muchacha de una sola noche, la inteligencia, la cultura, la barbarie?

Era el cuerpo de mujer que invitaba al hombre a los círculos inferiores del infierno.

The labor into which a heart has poured its whole love—where will it have its say, to excite and inspire, and when?

Quiero que nos abramos paso a través de nuestro destino y que flotemos sobre las aguas. El mañana siempre se nos escapa.

thinking to be tactful and adroit, the woman stood

When you're held by the dead, you begin to feel that you aren't in this world yourself.

I like the idea of saying thank you on behalf of the weather.

Anyway, it's hardly a problem worth worrying about.

It was, with no attempt at covering itself, the naked heart of a woman calling out to her man.

Cocorii albi de pe baticul tinerei Inamura zburar? în amurgul care-i mai z?bovea sub pleoape.

Una poetisa muerta de cáncer en su juventud había dicho en uno de sus poemas que para ella, en las noches de insomnio, la noche ofrece sapos, perros negros y cadáveres de ahogados

Haiku are tiny seventeen-syllable poems that seek to convey a sudden awareness of beauty by a mating of opposite or incongruous terms.

Two middle-aged American couples came back from the dining car and, as soon as they could see Mt. Fuji, past Numazu, stood at the windows eagerly taking photographs. By the time Fuji was completely visible, down to the fields at its base, they seemed tired of photographing and had turned their backs to it. The

De mon côté, je t'en ai beaucoup voulu, et puis je me suis fait des reproches, mais dans cette vie misérable que nous menions, nous, Japonais, je me suis aperçu qu'il fallait avoir de l'empathie pour notre propre jeunesse.

Un matrimonio es como una ciénaga peligrosa que succiona sin fin las faltas de los cónyuges.

Exact, chiar asta voiam s?-È›i spun! EÈ™ti ca un poet simbolist dep??it de epoc?. Din crâmpeie de È™tiin?? tu vrei s? faci cuvintele unui cântec, dar È™tiinÈ›a nu ofer? simboluri pentru sentimentele unei femei.