Occupation: Author Birth: January 14, 1925 Death: November 25, 1970
When silence is prolonged over a certain period of time, it takes on new meaning..
Dreams, memories, the sacred--they are all alike in that they are beyond our grasp. Once we are even marginally separated from what we can touch, the….
Pain, I came to feel, might well prove to be the sole proof of the persistence of consciousness within the flesh, the sole physical expression of con….
Young people get the foolish idea that what is new for them must be new for everybody else too. No matter how unconventional they get, they're just r….
He had never looked forward to the wisdom and other vaunted benefits of old age. Would he be able to die young—and if possible free of all pain? A gr….
The special quality of hell is to see everything clearly down to the last detail..
For an artist to do creative work, he needs at once physical health and some physiomental ill health. He needs both serenity and gloom..
As long as you know I am waiting, take your time flowers of the spring..
When a captive lion steps out of his cage, he comes into a wider world than the lion who has known only the wilds. While he was in captivity, there w….
Nobody even imagines how well one can lie about the state of one’s own heart..
Beauty is something that burns the hand when you touch it..
To see human beings in agony, to see them covered in blood and to hear their death groans, makes people humble. It makes their spirits delicate, brig….
Human beings - they go on being born and dying, dying and being born. It's kind of boring, isn't it?.
a samurai is a total human being, whereas a man who is completely absorbed in his technical skill has degenerated into a ‘function’, one cog in a mac….
In the pale light of daybreak the gravestones looked like so many white sails of boats anchored in a busy harbor. They were sails that would never ag….
Yet how strange a thing is the beauty of music! The brief beauty that the player brings into being transforms a given period of time into pure contin….
The highest point at which human life and art meet is in the ordinary. To look down on the ordinary is to despise what you can't have. Show me a man ….
It is a rather risky matter to discuss a happiness that has no need of words..
True beauty is something that attacks, overpowers, robs, and finally destroys..
Anything can become excusable when seen from the standpoint of the result.
Perfect purity is possible if you turn your life into a line of poetry written with a splash of blood..