Japanese Quotes

Japanese Quote of the day

In Japanese art, space assumed a dominant role and its position was strengthened by Zen concepts.

On my first days here I did not start work immediately but, as planned, I took it easy for a few days - flicked through books, studied Japanese art a little.

One of my favorite Japanese proverbs is "Fall down 7 times, stand up 8".

Isn't there someone kind enough to come strangle me in my sleep?

What I always say is that Japanese are like willow. We can be bent easily, but once you try to break us, it would not be so easy.

People have separated from each other with walls of concrete that blocked the roads to connection and love. and Nature has been defeated in the name of development.

... life is too short to do the whole.

It would seem that the more irresponsible and crafty one is, the more likely one is to have a talent for storytelling.

A lot of people think Japanese food is difficult, a lot of work. But you don't have to buy the knife I have. You don't have to train as long as I have. You can do my cooking in your kitchen.

In seven days God had created the Earth. In a single day mankind had turned it upside down.

Japanese architecture is traditionally based on wooden structures that need renovating on a regular basis.

The better you were able to imagine what you wanted to imagine, the farther you could flee from reality.

As you can imagine, those who had fallen this far had been so worn down by their tortures in the seven other hells that they no longer had the strength to cry out.

Those who hurt others will also hurt themselves.

If there is love, smallpox scars are as pretty as dimples. - Japanese Proverb

I can't bring myself to trust you. But even if you were to betray me, and even if you were to become my enemy... would it be okay for me to love? Could you... let me love you?

Did not the artists of the great age of Japanese art change names many times during their careers? I like that; they wanted to safeguard their freedom.

The Japanese do not fear God. They only fear bombs.

Beheading, burying and burning humans alive are extreme acts of cruelty. Such crimes against humanity must be investigated and the guilty parties brought to justice. May ALL victims rest in peace!

I dont have a huge breakfast, and I sometimes forget to have lunch, so I focus on dinner. I love Thai and Japanese food.

If I were trapped in one city and had to eat one nation's cuisine for the rest of my life, I would not mind eating Japanese. I adore Japanese food. I love it.

If you had a large vase with a big crack down the middle of it, a Japanese art museum would put the vase on a pedestal and shine a spotlight on the crack!

I assure you that interest in Japanese culture in Russia is just as strong as interest in Russian culture in Japan.

I love good food and I love to eat in nice restaurants. I love Japanese food. I love Gordon Ramsay in London; he is pretty amazing.

A lot of my stories are inspired by Japanese folklore or literature or movies: I've done stories based on Kabuki and Noh plays, and on Kurosawa's 'Yojimbo' movies.

If I choose to write about sheep, it's just because I happened to write about sheep. There is no deep significance.

The line between him and the enemy had simultaneously blurred and solidified. Somehow, while perhaps it shouldn't have, this thought provided a strange sense of peace.

If love goes too far, it turns into cruelty.

Japanese food makes me feel particularly good.

I believe it is no secret that I like Japan very much - Japanese culture, sport, including judo, but it will not offend anyone if I say that I like Russia even more.

I've always been fascinated by Japanese culture.

With suicide, it's a strange thing in Japanese culture. It's acceptable. My parents would have been devastated if my attempt had been successful, but they would have somehow accepted it.

I'm sure one of the frustrations of being a Western enthusiast of Japanese food and culture is you're confronted every day with the absolute certainty that you will die ignorant.

Or was their guilt written plainly, and for all the world to see, across their face? Was it their face, in fact, for which they were guilty?

Ruth was a novelist, and novelists, Oliver asserted, should have cats and books.

I was living for one thing only, and that was to confirm my own lack of feeling.

I was in Shanghai when the Japanese invaded China. I was there in Shanghai when, the morning after Pearl Harbor, they seized Shanghai.

They [442nd Regimental Combat Team] did more than defend America. They helped define America at its best...Rarely has a nation been so well served by a people it has so ill-treated.

I had a dream about you last night. In this dream we were walking down the beautiful Japanese streets of Florida. Fukuoka is nice in the summer.

Sheer effort enables those with nothing to surpass those with privilege and position.

…In the very simplicity of her desire to punish herself appeared egoism in its purest form. Never before had this woman who seemed to think only of herself experienced an egoism so immaculate.

Japan!everything in details perfection.

If you are upset or nervous, that is proof you lack something. Do not be sad or gloomy - foster virtue, feel compassion, and you can save even devils.

A faint tear wet Meiko's eye, so slight a bit of moisture that it passed unseen by Yasuko. Yet all the anguish of which she never spoke was compressed into that single drop

Most white Americans were willing to sacrifice civil liberties in the name of national security as long as they were the civil liberties of someone else.

My Japanese isn’t much better today, but at least now I appreciate my duality more than when I was a punk kid.

One day this war will end. And when it does, Tule Lake will be just a memory.

In a time like this, let us trust in God even more. To trust when life is easy is no trust.

You know Americans...Self-improvement. No matter who or what we are, we're always working on ways to become somebody else.

For everything sacred has the substance of dreams and memories, and so we experience the miracle of what is separated from us by time or distance suddenly being made tangible.