Ruth Ozeki
Ruth Ozeki
Ruth Ozekiis an American-Canadian novelist, filmmaker and Zen Buddhist priest. She worked in commercial television and media production for over a decade and made several independent films before turning to writing fiction...
NationalityCanadian
ProfessionNovelist
Date of Birth12 March 1956
CountryCanada
unhappy important way
The important thing was that we were being polite and not saying all the things that were making us unhappy, which was the only way we knew how to love each other.
beautiful memories cherry-blossom
I have a pretty good memory, but memories are time beings, too, like cherry blossoms or ginkgo leaves; for a while they are beautiful, and then they fade and die.
flow wake-up our-lives
Everything in the universe is constantly changing, and nothing stays the same, and we must understand how quickly time flows by if we are to wake up and truly live our lives.
world wave form
A person is born form the deep conditions of the world. A person pokes up from the world and roll along like a wave. Until it's time to sink down again. Up, down. Person, wave.
understanding ancient length
With the ancient is wisdom; and in length of days understanding.
stories seeds
Every seed has a story.
dream what-if wake-up
What if I travel so far away in my dreams that I can't get back in time to wake up?
fallen fallen-leaves
For the time being Words scatter Are they fallen leaves?
eye skins handwriting
Print is predictable and impersonal, conveying information in a mechanical transaction with the reader’s eye. Handwriting, by contrast, resists the eye, reveals its meaning slowly, and is as intimate as skin.
water information hard
Information is a lot like water; it's hard to hold on to, and hard to keep from leaking away.
life mean giving
..I am a time being. Do you know what a time being is? Well, if you give me a moment, I will tell you. A time being is someone who lives in time, and that means you, and me, and every one of us who is, or was, or ever will be.
good-night stories life-is
She smiled. “Life is full of stories. Or maybe life is only stories. Good night, my dear Nao.
waiting magic together
And if you decide not to read anymore, hey, no problem, because you're not the one I was waiting for anyway. But if you decide to read on, then guess what? You're my kind of time being and together we'll make magic!
generosity infinite abandon
The wondrous thing about nature, her gift to us, is her wanton promiscuity. She reproduces herself with abandon, with teeming infinite generosity.