“Is love really a sin?” I asked abruptly. “Yes, most definitely,” Sensei said, as forcefully as before. “Why?” “You’ll understand soon enough. No, you must already understand it. Your heart is already restless with love, isn’t it?”
"Ah, but you’re restless precisely because there’s no object, you see? You’re driven by the feeling that if only you could find that object, you’d be at peace."
"I’m always amazed at how men can go on and on, happily passing around the empty cup of some futile discussion."
“It’s a shame that an education just gives people the means to chop logic.”
“Giving your children an education has its good and bad points, I must say. You go to the trouble of training them, and then they don’t come home again. It seems to me an education is the easy way to split up a family.”
".... the first moments after it is lit, or taste wine in that instant of the first sip, the impulse of love springs from a single, perilous moment in time..."
".... stated with passionate conviction carries more living truth than some novel observation expressed with cool indifference. It is the force of blood that drives the body, after all. Words are not just vibrations in the air, they work more powerfully than that, and on more powerful objects."
".... real love, I firmly believe, is not so different from the religious impulse. Whenever I saw her face, I felt that I myself had become beautiful."
" [It] was perfectly normal for us to maintain separate silences on either side of the doors,
"This thought haunted me, even when my own fear raised the very hairs on my head. It brought the kind of shudder one would feel in setting mercilessly upon a beautiful, innocent flower with a whip."
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