Silence Moves Faster When It’s Going Backward

Mystery has its own mysteries, and there are gods above gods.
We have ours, they have theirs. That is what’s known as infinity.

Style is a simple way of saying complicated things.

Poets don’t draw.
They unravel their handwriting and then tie it up again, but differently.

What the public criticizes in you, cultivate. It is you.

The greatest masterpiece in literature is only a dictionary out of order.

The eyes of the dead are closed gently;
we also have to open gently the eyes of the living.

Photographs by Tomoaki Hata
Quotes by Jean Cocteau