True fighters dare face the sorrows of humanity, and look unflinchingly at bloodshed. What sorrow and joy are theirs! But the Creator's common device for ordinary people is to let the passage of time wash away old traces leaving only pale-red bloodstains and a vague pain; and he lets men live on ignobly and amid these, to keep this quasi-human world going.

A woman has so many parts to her body, life is very hard indeed.

I entreat fresh visions from the painters. Be lavish with your vermilion to portray the mountains in the spring.

Whoever thinks he is objective must already be half drunk.

Though science has given us many marvels, it has also spoiled many of our pleasant dreams.

Hope is like a path in the countryside.

Trust only him who doubts.