My observation is that after one hundred and twenty years of modernisation since the opening of the country, present-day Japan is split between two opposite poles of ambiguity.

The writer's job is the job of a clown …the clown who also talks about sorrow.

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.

Understanding comes hard to persons of high rank who are accustomed to phony lifestyles that involve no daily work.

Even though we now have the half-century-old new Constitution, there is a popular sentiment of support for the old one that lives on in reality in some quarters.

There's no better reading experience than going to the place where a text was written.

There could be joy in destruction, too, couldn't there? Isn't Jesus Christ's Second Coming supposed to occur only after a lot of unmitigated destruction? But again, human history is fraught with tragedies in which man spared no effort to destroy with millenarian joy, only to learn that no messiah appeared afterwards.