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Hyakunin Isshu: poem 46 (Sone no Yoshitada・yura no to wo)

Like a boatsman adrift at the mouth of Yura, I do not know where this love will take me.

Hyakunin Isshu: poem 30 (Mibu no Tadamine・ ariake no)

The sight of the lonely moon in the early morning reminds me of the lonely dawns after we parted. 
What matters is deciding in your heart to accept another person completely. When you do that, it is always the first time and the last.  ― Haruki Murakami, Blind Willow, Sleeping Woman
“Poets give us insights into our world. Great poets give us insights into human life.”   — Kenneth Yasuda in the foreword to H. Jay Harris’ translation of The Tales of Ise
'Does pain go away and leave no trace, then?'  'You sometimes even feel sentimental for it.'  ― Yasunari Kawabata,  Thousand Cranes
And isn’t it better really to leave things only hinted at?  — Junichiro Tanizaki, Some Prefer Nettles
I am nothing. You are right. I’m like someone who’s been thrown into the ocean at night, floating all alone. I reach out, but no one is there. I call out, but no one answers. I have no connection to anything. − Haruki Murakami,  1Q84