“At the temple there is a poem called "Loss" carved into the stone. It has three words, but the poet has scratched them out. You cannot read loss, only feel it.”
“He was like a song I'd heard once in fragments but had been singing in my mind ever since.”
"I don't think any of us can speak frankly about pain until we are no longer enduring it.”
“If a few minutes of suffering could make me so angry, what would years of it do? Even a stone can be worn down with enough rain.”
“I never seek to defeat the man I am fighting, " he explained. "I seek to defeat his confidence. A mind troubled by doubt cannot focus on the course to victory. Two men are equals - true equals - only when they both have equal confidence.”
“Watch for the thing that will show itself to you. Because that thing, when you find it, will be your future.”
“Autobiography, if there really is such a thing, is like asking a rabbit to tell us what he looks like hopping through the grasses of the field. How would he know? If we want to hear about the field on the other hand, no one is in a better circumstance to tell us-so long as we keep in mind that we are missing all those things the rabbit was in no position to observe. ”
"It was what we Japanese called the onion life, peeling away a layer at a time and crying all the while.”
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