Taiko: An Epic Novel of War and Glory in Feudal Japan

Her only weapons were her tears.

The summit is believed to be the object of the climb. But its true object—the joy of living—is not in the peak itself, but in the adversities encountered on the way up. There are valleys, cliffs, streams, precipices, and slides, and as he walks these steep paths, the climber may think he cannot go any farther, or even that dying would be better than going on. But then he resumes fighting the difficulties directly in front of him, and when he is finally able to turn and look back at what he has overcome, he finds he has truly experienced the joy of living while on life's very road.

The greatest happiness of life was to stand at the difficult border between success and failure.

It's interesting, isn't it? Being in the world.

Anywhere there is life, there are eyes. And things, too, speak to those who have ears to hear.

It's no good to want to win still more when you have already won.

If a man wanted to put the entire universe in his breast, he couldn't do it with his chest stuck out.

A day in a man’s life is constructed according to whether he accepts or rejects flashes of inspiration.

Take a good look at the times. It is inevitable that greedy men, who close their eyes and obstruct the tide of the times with their selfishness, will be burned up together with the fallen leaves.

If you trust me enough to tell me a secret, I certainly promise to keep it. Please speak freely, on any subject.

is there anything that will not decay?

A wise man who cultivates wisdom may sometimes drown in it.

Who among all the provincial lords—besides Lord Asakura—is a man upon whom we could rely? Who is the most reliable military leader in the country today? Does such a man exist?” “He

The battlefield is no place for jokes,

Everything in the world is good. But if you're npt careful, even good things can turn against you