Book: Spring snow

- Does history have a will? The personification of history is always dangerous. I think that history has no will and has nothing to do with my will. And this result, determined not by the will of some subject, definitely cannot be called creation. The proof of this is the fact that what is allegedly created by history in the next moment immediately begins to collapse.

He, like a flag flying in the wind, lived only by his feelings and ignored the natural order of things.

As water returns to its usual course, so his soul again longed for suffering.

Love suffering should have been bright, multi-colored, but in his small workshop there were threads entirely of one color - pure white.

Probably, since birth, it’s not blood that flows through my veins, but feelings.

Kiyoaki was thinking about the tides, the changing of the seasons, how he too would soon grow old, and suddenly he caught his breath. He was never seduced by the wisdom of old age. I wish I could die young... And, if possible, without suffering. Refined death, to make it look like a bright silk kimono, dropped from the shoulders on the table, suddenly slid to the dark floor.

And we have to hide new thoughts. But isn't it exciting to hide them, to pretend you don't know anything.

It should be said that the family where he was born and raised, had almost no influence on the formation of his mental warehouse melancholic.

The memory - mirror mirages. Sometimes it POPs so distant that we fail to see them. Sometimes the ones that only seem similar.

It's three entities - the ideal, the dream, the memory - have in common is that they cannot be touched by hand. It is only a step removed from the material, tangible items as they become perfect, become a miracle, acquire rare beauty and charm. Holiness-ideal is present in all, but we touch the hand and the object is defiled.

... As experience shows, the human will sometimes fail. People usually goes the wrong way on what was intended to go. In this case, says the European? He thinks: "in my will, defeat is an accident." Randomness is an exception to the law of causality, the only unreasonableness, which can recognize free will.
That's why the European philosophy of the will is untenable without recognition of the factor "luck". Coincidence is the last refuge of the will, victory or defeat in the game... without it, the Europeans would be unable to explain the collapse and defeat of the will. I think this randomness, this game captures the essence of their God. If the last refuge of the philosophy of the will, the deification of randomness, then their God is then created to uplift the human spirit.

The story constantly destroying. Destroys in order to re-prepare the following intermediate result. In history, it seems that the concept of "creation" and "destruction" have the same meaning.

... the voice of Satoko that winter night was like a peach in June sounded Mature, warm, serious.

When a person is happy, the words fly thoughtlessly, like the doves of the flower balls...