A poetess who had died young of cancer had said in one of her poems that for her, on sleepless nights, 'the night offers toads and black dogs and corpses of the drowned.
Yasunari KawabataIt's remarkable how we go on year after year, doing the same old things. We get tired and bored, and ask when they'll come for us
Yasunari KawabataLunatics have no age. If we were crazy, you and I, we might be a great deal younger.
Yasunari Kawabata