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My skill is poor, but then I do not aim to please the ears of others. I play alone, I sing alone, simply for my own fulfilment.
Chomei • Essays in Idleness: and Hojoki (Penguin Classics)
Naikan: Gratitude, Grace, and the Japanese Art of Self-Reflection, Anniversary Edition
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“So, you never married?” he asked me. No—I mean, I don’t know anything about prefab housing, I replied. Kojima laughed. We drained our cups of saké, petals and all. “Tsukiko, come here,” Sensei called. Ms. Ishino was beckoning me as well.
Hiromi Kawakami • Strange Weather in Tokyo: A Novel
Japanese Literature Including Selections from Genji Monogatari and Classical Poetry and Drama of Japan
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Were I a king, pensively Would I pace the corridors of the palace. The path I walk goes through the pine-trees; The sea is blue, a butterfly flits by. Miyoshi Tatsuji
Blyth,R. • Zen and Zen Classics 1: From the Upanishads to Huineng (Zen & Zen Classics)
The easiest thing of all: to live in accordance with his own nature. It is our shared insanity that makes this difficult: we push one another into faults. And how can we be recalled to health, when all people drive us forward and no one holds us back?