Daeson

“One bright moonlit night, when I was on a journey and staying in a house by a bamboo grove, I awoke to the sound of the leaves rustling in the wind. As I lay there, unable to go back to sleep, I wrote the poem,

'Night after night I lie awake,
Listening to the rustle of the bamboo leaves,
And a strange sadness fills my heart.”
― Lady Sarashina, As I Crossed a Bridge of Dreams

“Because we’re always in pain, we know exactly what it means to hurt somebody else.”
― Mieko Kawakami, Heaven

“The thing is, May," the hum said, "the goal of advertising is to rip a hole in your heart so it can then fill that hole with plastic, or with any other materials that can be yanked out of the earth and, after brief sojourns as objects of desire, be converted to waste.”
― Helen Phillips, Hum

“In Suruga stands Mount Fuji, which I used to see in the West from the province where I grew up. There is no mountain like it in the world. It has the most unusual shape and seems to have been painted deep blue, its thick cover of unmelting snow gives the impression that the mountain is wearing a white jacket over a dress of deep violet.”
― Lady Sarashina, As I Crossed a Bridge of Dreams