Some Men Live With An Invisible Limp,

When A Father, Absent During The Day, Returns Home At Six, His Children Receive Only His Temperament, Not His Teaching.

I Felt A Longing To Compose A Radical Or Root Poem That Would Speak To What Has Its Back Turned To Me.

Transcendence Or Detachment, Leaving The Body, Pure Love, Lack Of Jealousy-that's The Vision We Are Given In Our Culture, Generally, When We Think Of The Highest Thing. . . . Another Way To Look At It Is That The Aim Of The Person Is Not To Be Detached, But To Be More Attached-to Be Attached To Working; To Be Attached To Making Chairs Or Something That Helps Everyone; To Be Attached To Beauty; To Be Attached To Music.

What You Feel In Japanese Poetry Is Always Entirely Longing.

It Is Surely A Great Calamity For A Human Being To Have No Obsessions.