The true joy of a moonlit night is something we no longer understand. Only the men of old, when there were no lights, could understand the true joy of a moonlit night.
Yasunari KawabataLunatics have no age. If we were crazy, you and I, we might be a great deal younger.
Yasunari KawabataThe winter moon becomes a companion, the heart of the priest, sunk in meditation upon religion and philosophy, there in the mountain hall, is engaged in a delicate interplay and exchange with the moon; and it is this of which the poet sings.
Yasunari KawabataThey were words that came out of nothing, but they seemed to him somehow significant. He muttered them over again.
Yasunari Kawabata