Most wonderful when /
they scatter --- /
The cherry blossoms. /
In this floating world, /
does anything endure?
(Chireba-koso / Itodo sakura wa / Medetakere / Ukiyo ni nani ka / Hisashikarubeki}
--- from Tales of Ise, by Narihira
We are so tired, we have lost any feeling of responsibility toward anyone but ourselves and, when we cut ourselves off from our brother, we prepare our own destruction.
--- Vittorio de Sica
