Whenever I sit with a bowl of soup before me, listening to the murmur that penetrates like the distant song of an insect, lost in contemplation of the flavours to come, I feel as if I were being drawn into a trance.
And isn't it better really to leave things only hinted at? - Junichiro Tanizaki
And isn't it better really to leave things only hinted at?
- Junichiro Tanizaki
The heart of mine is only one, it cannot be known by anybody but myself. - Junichiro Tanizaki
The heart of mine is only one, it cannot be known by anybody but myself.
I would call back at least for literature this world of shadows we are losing. In the mansion called literature I would have the eaves deep and the w… - Junichiro Tanizaki
I would call back at least for literature this world of shadows we are losing. In the mansion called literature I would have the eaves deep and the w…
Yet for better or worse we love things that bear the marks of grime, soot, and weather, and we love the colors and the sheen that call to mind the pa… - Junichiro Tanizaki
Yet for better or worse we love things that bear the marks of grime, soot, and weather, and we love the colors and the sheen that call to mind the pa…
The ancients waited for cherry blossoms, grieved when they were gone, and lamented their passing in countless poems. How very ordinary the poems had … - Junichiro Tanizaki
The ancients waited for cherry blossoms, grieved when they were gone, and lamented their passing in countless poems. How very ordinary the poems had …
The older we get the more we seem to think that everything was better in the past. - Junichiro Tanizaki
The older we get the more we seem to think that everything was better in the past.
For a woman who lived in the dark it was enough if she had a faint, white face -a full body was unnecessary. - Junichiro Tanizaki
For a woman who lived in the dark it was enough if she had a faint, white face -a full body was unnecessary.
Were it not for shadows, there would be no beauty. - Junichiro Tanizaki
Were it not for shadows, there would be no beauty.
We delight in the mere sight of the delicate glow of fading rays clinging to the surface of a dusky wall, there to live out what little life remains … - Junichiro Tanizaki
We delight in the mere sight of the delicate glow of fading rays clinging to the surface of a dusky wall, there to live out what little life remains …
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