A child walked by, rolling a metal hoop that made a sound of autumn.

A secret, if it's kept, can be sweet and comforting, but once it leaks out it can turn on you with a vengeance.

Because you cannot see him, God is everywhere.

Our language is primarily for expressing human goodness and beauty.

People have separated from each other with walls of concrete that blocked the roads to connection and love. and Nature has been defeated in the name of development.

In the depths of the mirror the evening landscape moved by, the mirror and the reflected figures like motion pictures superimposed one on the other. The figures and the background were unrelated, and yet the figures, transparent and intangible, and the background, dim in the gathering darkness, melted into a sort of symbolic world not of this world. Particularly when a light out in the mountains shone in the center of the girl's face, Shimamura felt his chest rise at the inexpressible beauty of it.

Lunatics have no age. If we were crazy, you and I, we might be a great deal younger.