One Hundred Leaves Quotes

“The depths of the hearts of humankind cannot be known. But in my birthplace, the plum blossoms smell the same as in the years gone by”
― Clay MacCauley, Hyakunin-isshu

“How the night deepens. A ribbon of the whitest frost is stretched across the bridge of magpie wings the lovers will cross.”
― Peter Macmillan, One Hundred Poets, One Poem Each: A Treasury of Classical Japanese Verse

“This is the place— Of comings and goings And partings of ways; Of knowing and not knowing too:”
― Blue Flute, One Hundred Leaves: A new annotated translation of the Hyakunin Isshu