Ωστόσο η σειρήνα ήταν γι' αυτόν ένα κινούμενο αντικείμενο: πλησίαζε από κάποια απόσταση, έμενε για λίγο και απομακρυνόταν. Τώρα η σειρήνα ήταν ένα με αυτόν, σαν αρρώστια που την κουβαλούσε μέσα του. Α...
However, please allow me to say that the fundamental style of my writing has been to start from my personal matters and then to link it up with society, the state and the world.
The people of Hiroshima went to work at once to restore human society in the aftermath of the great atomic flood. They were concerned to salvage their own lives, but in the process they also salvaged...
… Bird’s waking dream was harsh, the reverse face of the innocent dream that had ushered him into sleep, a thing armored in burrs that inspired anguish. Sleep for Bird was a funnel which he entered th...
In this age of ours it's hard to say with certainty that having lived was better than not having been born in the first place.
His eyes, filled with tears and his own blood, are already blind to all things in reality, but the colossal chrysanthemum topped with a purple aurora illuminates the darkness behind his closed lids mo...
I’m the one who’d like to send a telegram, AM RATHER IN TROUBLE—but addressed to whom?
Hiroshima is like a nakedly exposed wound inflicted on all mankind.
He grasped at a prescient feeling, akin to the dialectic of dreams, that this reunion could never come to pass, yet somehow--it most definitely would.
'He's black, you see that! I thought he would be all along.' Harelip's voice trembled with excitement. 'He's a real black man, you see!''What are they going to do with him, shoot him?''Shoot him!' Har...
They gave the impression of unnaturally halted motion, like film caught in a projector.
The cul-de-sac was shaped like a stomach, a stomach with an obstruction in the duodenum.
It takes a person of great care and insight to watch for any abnormality in the green grass even while it grows abundantly and healthily.
Gradually, as wine turns to vinegar, Bird's consternation turned to fear, aureoles of fear spread around his eyes like deep rings: he felt himself turning into a frightened monocle monkey.
Anyway, I wasn’t asleep; if I nap during the day I can never get to sleep at night. I was thinking about the pluralistic universe.
Alla fine notai un variopinto assembramento all'imboccatura del ponte. Un tempo i valligiani si vestivano di scuro, come branchi di sardine, e un gruppo di persone somigliava a un bico; ma gli abiti s...
Δεν ήμουν κατάλληλα προετοιμασμένος για το ρόλο του πατέρα κι έτσι δεν μπόρεσα ν' αποκτήσω ένα φυσιολογικό παιδί.
You’re a comfort to me, he said simply. I mean to be. I bet you haven’t been comforted once since all this began. And that’s not good, Bird. At a time like this you must be careful to have someone com...
You're right. I'm the old man who wasn't able to become one of those fish (however many there may have been) swimming eternally in the bluish-green light of the grotto beyond the crack in the rocks.
The baby was no longer on the verge of death; no longer would the sweet, easy tears of mourning melt it away as if it were a simple jelly. The baby continued to live, and it was oppressing Bird, even...