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“(...) 6,400,099,980 moments that constitute a single day. His point is that every single one of those moments provides an opportunity to reestablish our will. Even the snap of a finger, he says, provides us with sixty-five opportunities to wake up and to choose actions that will produce beneficial karma and turn our lives around.”

Quote by Ruth Ozeki

Work

A Tale for the Time Being

In this thought-provoking narrative, the story intertwines the lives of a young Japanese girl and a Canadian woman living in Tokyo, delving into the complexities of human existence and the impact of the past on the present. more

Author

Ruth Ozeki
Ruth Ozeki

Ruth Ozeki (born March 12, 1956) is an American novelist, filmmaker, and Zen Buddhist priest. Known for works including My Year of Meats (1998), A Tale for the Time Being (2013), and The Book of Form and Emptiness (2021), her novels blend Japanese cultural elements with contemporary American themes. A Tale for the Time Being was nominated for the Man Booker Prize. She combines her practice of Zen Buddhism with her literary and film work. more

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