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Natsume Sōseki japán

Nacume Szószeki

KatalógusnévNatsume Soseki

Könyvei 9

Natsume Soseki: Ten Nights' Dreams
Natsume Sōseki: Botchan
Natsume Sōseki: Sanshirō
Natsume Sōseki: Kusamakura
Natsume Sōseki – Chiroru Kobato: Soseki Natsume's I Am A Cat
Natsume Soseki: La puerta
Natsume Sōseki: Ten Nights Dreaming and The Cat's Grave
Natsume Sōseki: The Gate
Natsume Sōseki: The Miner

Kapcsolódó kiadói sorozatok: Penguin Classics Penguin · Modern Japanese Classics One Peace Books angol

Antológiák 1

Donald Keene (szerk.): Modern Japanese Literature

Népszerű idézetek

Usamimi P>!

The haiku is the simplest and handiest form of poetry; you can
compose one with ease while you’re washing your face, or on the toilet, or on a train.

Usamimi P>!

No one can remain aware in deep sleep; when the mind is conscious and clear, on the other hand, no one can be completely oblivious to the outside world. But between these two states exists a fragile realm of phantasms and visions, too vague to be called waking, too alert to be termed sleep. It is as if the two worlds of sleep and waking were placed in a single pot and thoroughly mixed together with the brush of poetry. Nature’s real colors are spread thin to the very door of dream; the universe is drawn unaltered a little way inside that other misty realm. The magic hand of Morpheus smoothes from the real world’s surfaces all their sharp angles, while within this softened realm a tiny pulse of self still faintly beats. Like smoke that clings to the ground and cannot rise, your soul cannot quite bring itself to leave behind its physical shell. The spirit hovers, hesitant yet urging to find release, until finally you can no longer sustain it in this unfeeling realm, and now the invisible distillations of the universe pervade and wreathe themselves whole about the body, producing a sensation of clinging, of yearning love.