“I suspect the reason I couldn’t celebrate the floating
world was that I couldn’t bring myself to believe in its worth. Young men are
often guilt-ridden about pleasure, and I suppose I was no different. I suppose
I thought that to pass away one’s time in such places, to spend one’s skills
celebrating things so intangible and transient, I suppose I thought it all
rather wasteful, all rather decadent. It’s hard to appreciate the beauty of a
world when one doubts its very validity.”
~Kazuo Ishiguro, An Artist of the Floating World, 1986
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