We were, literally and figuratively, in the same boat.
Two blind people in two separate lifeboats meeting up in the Pacific–the coincidence seems a little far-fetched, no?
Things didn't turn out the way they were suppsed to, but qhat can you do? You must take life the way it comes at you and make the best of it.
Things didn't turn out the way they used to, but what can you do? You must take life the way it comes at you and make the best of it.
There are animals we haven't stopped by. Don't think they're harmless. Life will defend itself no matter how small it is.
The main battlefield for good is not the open ground of the public arena but the small clearing of each heart. Meanwhile, the lot of widows and homeless children is very hard, and it is to their defen...
So you want another story?Uhh... no. We would like to know what really happened.Doesn't the telling of something always become a story?Uhh... perhaps in English. In Japanese a story would have an elem...
She looked beautiful. And sad. For she was leaving India,India of the heat and monsoons, of rice fields and the Cauvery River, of coastlines and stone temples, ofbullock carts and colourful trucks, of...
Repetition is important in the training not only of animals but also of humans.
Quickly you make rash decisions. You dismiss your last allies: hope and trust. There, you've defeated yourself. Fear, which is but an impression, has triumphed over you.
Nil magnum nisi bonum. No greatness without goodness.
Loneliness comes up to him like a sniffing dog. It circles him insistently. He waves it away, but it refuses to leave him alone.
Khi ta đã chịu nhiều đau đớn ở đời, mỗi một nỗi đau mới sẽ vừa nặng trĩu mà cũng lại chẳng là gì.
Just as music is noise that makes sense, a painting is colour that makes sense, so a story is life that makes sense.
It would no longer be the small thing it was before, but the most important thing in the world, the thing that would save my life. This happened time and again.
It felt good to bring my forehead to the ground. Immediately it felt like a deeply religious contact.
Isn't telling about something--using words, English or Japanese--already something of an invention? Isn't just looking upon this world already something of an invention? The world isn't just the way i...
If you stumble at mere believability, what are you living for? Isn't love hard to believe? Don't you bully me with your politeness! Love is hard to believe, ask any lover. Life is hard to believe, ask...
I will not die. I refuse it. I will make it through this nightmare. I will beat the odds, as great as they are. I have survived so far, miraculously. Now I will turn miracle into routine. The amazing...
I must say a word about fear. It is life's only true opponent. Only fear can defeat life. It is a clever, treacherous adversary, how well I now. It has no decency, respects no law or convention, shows...