إذا اتفق ونمت نوماً أبدياً فلن أتذمر ص 96 - Yasunari Kawabata

That play of black upon white, white upon black, has the intent and takes the form of creative art. It has in it a flow of the spirit and a harmony of music. Everything is lost when suddenly a false note is struck, or one party in a duet suddenly launches forth on an eccentric flight of his own. A masterpiece of a game can be ruined by insensitivity to the feelings of an adversary.

Put your soul in the palm of my hand for me to look at, like a crystal jewel. I'll sketch it in words...

From the way of Go the beauty of Japan and the Orient had fled. Everything had become science and regulation.