I've lived my life again just telling it to you.
I've often observed that men and women who were young children during these years [of defeat in war] have a certain seriousness about them; there was too little laughter in their childhoods.
Seeing him again after so long awakened something inside me. I was surprised to find myself feeling sad rather than joyful, as I would have imagined.
If a few minutes of suffering could make me so angry, what would years of it do? Even a stone can be worn down with enough rain.
If he couldn't forgive you for what you'd done, it was clear to me he was never truly your destiny.
Whatever our struggles and triumphs, however we may suffer them, all too soon they bleed into a wash, just like watery ink on paper.
If you aren't the woman I think you are, then this isn't the world I thought it was.
Sadness was a very heavy thing.
If you keep your destiny in mind, every moment in life becomes an opportunity for moving closer to it.
We can never flee the misery that is within us.
Incluso las rocas terminan erosionándose con la lluvia.
Is this how you act toward your honored guest? You must take him out onto the street and walk him around a bit to wake him up. The cold will do him good.He's lying in the snow. Isn't that cold enough?
Isn’t there one thing I can ask of you that you won’t disregard?. . . . You could just reply, Yes, Baron, and be done with it.' Yes, Baron.
It was an evening of torment, and I remember only one other thing about it. At some point after everyone was asleep, I wandered away from the inn in a daze and ended up on the sea cliffs, staring out...
The moment I formulated this thought, everything aroud me seemed to droop heavily toward the earth. Outside in the garden, the eaves of the roof dripped rain like beads of weighted glass. Even the mat...
Llevamos nuestras vidas como el agua que corre colina abajo, más o menos en una dirección, hasta que damos con algo que nos obliga a encontrar un nuevo curso.
My existence was as unstable as a stream, changing in every way; but the moth was like a piece of stone, changing not at all.
My tears simply broke through the fragile wallthat had held them, and with a terrible feeling of shame, I laid my head upon the table and let them drain out of me.
Neither you nor I can know your destiny. You may never know it! Destiny isn't always like a party at the end of the evening. Sometimes it's nothing more than struggling through life from day to day.
When I was in the street throwing a beanbag with the other children and Mr. Tanaka happened to stroll out of the seafood company, I always stopped what I was doing to watch him.I lay there on that sli...
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