Teach Us to Outgrow Our Madness Quotes

“You’re still young, probably you haven’t lost sight of anything in this world that you can never forget, that’s so dear to you you’re aware of its absence all the time. Probably the sky a hundred yards or so above your head is still nothing more than sky to you. But all that means is that the storehouse happens to be empty at the moment.”
― Kenzaburō Ōe, Teach Us to Outgrow Our Madness

“Probably the sky a hundred yards or so above your head is still nothing more than sky to you. But all that means is that the storehouse happens to be empty at the moment.”
― Kenzaburō Ōe, Teach Us to Outgrow Our Madness

“His eyes, filled with tears and his own blood, are already blind to all things in reality, but the colossal chrysanthemum topped with a purple aurora illuminates the darkness behind his closed lids more radiantly than any light he has ever seen. His head nothing more than a dark void now, the blood all drained away, he is no longer certain whether the person awaiting him at the top of the stone steps is a certain party, but if he can crawl just one yard more, digging at the hot ground with his bullet-broken hands, he will reach the feet of the person unmistakably awaiting him, whoever he may be, and his blood and his tears will be wiped away.”
― Kenzaburō Ōe, Teach Us to Outgrow Our Madness

“...
'He's black, you see that! I thought he would be all along.' Harelip's voice trembled with excitement. 'He's a real black man, you see!'
'What are they going to do with him, shoot him?'
'Shoot him!' Harelip shouted, gasping with surprise. 'Shoot a real live black man!'
Because he's the enemy,' I asserted without confidence. 'Enemy! You call him an enemy!' Harelip seized my shirt and railed at me hoarsely, spraying my face with saliva through his lip.
'He's a black man, he's no enemy!”
― Kenzaburō Ōe, Teach Us to Outgrow Our Madness

“In the swift wounding of his own flesh on a bewildering impulse from the hot, pitch-black core of himself he had felt a deep joy which was not only unperceived by the hoodlums surrounding him but which he himself was not even conscious of as joy.”
― Kenzaburō Ōe, Teach Us to Outgrow Our Madness

“حين أدون كل شيء على الورق يخالجني شعور بأن الشخصيات التي كتبت عنها تنهض على الصفحة كحقيقية قائمةو تندفع أناملي فيما أكتب”
― Kenzaburō Ōe, Teach Us to Outgrow Our Madness

“كان يعتمد على مولد طفله باعتباره خطوة اولى نحو حياة جديدة لنفسه بعيداً عن ظل ابيه الراحل ، قيل له بصوت متزن ان طفله ولد بعيب خلقي خطير
حتى و اذا اجرينا له جراحة فأنني اخشى ان يموت او يغدو ابله ، اما هذا او هذاك

في هذة اللحظة تحطم شيء ما بداخله على نحو لا يمكن اصلاحه”
― Kenzaburō Ōe, Teach Us to Outgrow Our Madness