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“Sakura: Never figured you for the artistic type.
Sai: Looks can be decieving.”
― Masashi Kishimoto, Naruto, Vol. 32: The Search for Sasuke

“There's nothing happy about love at all!! I would rather have not known real love... if it hurts this much.”
― Chitose Yagami, Fall in Love Like a Comic! Vol. 1

“I'm... I'm so in love with you that I can't even stand it! Sasuke! Stay with me, and I'll never let you regret it! We'll have fun every day, and... And you'll be happy! I'll make sure of it! I'll do anything for you, Sasuke! Just, please... Please, please don't go! I'll even help you take revenge! I mean, I'll manage it somehow, so... So please... Stay with me.”
― Masashi Kishimoto, Naruto, Vol. 21: Pursuit

“Pohon sakura berbunga satu tahun sekali. Calon bunganya mulai terlihat sejak pertengahan Januari, tapi baru akan mekar pada awal April. Sakura yang telah berkembang bertahan selama satu sampai dua minggu, lalu gugur dan kelopak-kelopaknya terbawa angin.
Keindahan sakura hanya sebentar, tapi karena itu dia berharga.
Sakura adalah ciri kehidupan yang tidak abadi”
― Windry Ramadhina, Montase

“Because I wished for everyone to live, I did everything I could.”
― Clamp

“Things can always get worse, but only quitters quit!”
― Nina Sakura, Ultra Maniac

“Keindahan Sakura hanya sebentar, tapi karena itu dia berharga. Sakura adalah ciri kehidupan yang tidak abadi.”
― Windry Ramadhina, Montase

“Kalau begitu, kau tidak boleh menyerah. Jangan berhenti mengejar impianmu atau kau akan menyesal, Rayyi..... Kita tidak hidup selamanya, Rayyi. Karena itu, jangan buang-buang waktu untuk sesuatu yang tidak kita inginkan.”
― Windry Ramadhina, Montase

“How mutable the flower of the human heart, a fluttering blossom gone before the breeze’s touch – so we recall the bygone years when the heart of another was our close companion, each dear word that stirred us then still unforgotten; and yet, it is the way of things that the beloved should move into worlds beyond our own, a parting far sadder than from the dead.”
― Yoshida Kenkō, A Cup of Sake Beneath the Cherry Trees

“I wish I could see a cherry blossom or a lotus flower. Where could they be?”
― Susumu Katsumata, Red Snow

“Mentre parlavamo, i sakura vorticavano intorno alla cabina del telefono in un diluvio di bianco e rosa. Avevo passato più di un mese circondato da quei fiori, più di quanto sia possibile, più di quanto sia naturale. E improvvisamente capii, con profondo sconforto, che quello che stavo facendo era sbagliato alla radice. I sakura sono fatti per essere transitori. Aggrapparsi a loro è come tentare di aggrapparsi alla giovinezza. Seguire il Fronte dei Fiori di Ciliegio era una negazione del tempo, delle stagioni, persino della mortalità. Era come spruzzare lacca su un giglio. Come imbalsamare un miraggio. Come cercare di fermare il tempo.”
― Will Ferguson, Hokkaido Highway Blues: Hitchhiking Japan

“ These noodles are so supple and chewy it's difficult to believe they're 90 percent buckwheat!
The sweet taste of buckwheat blooms in the mouth like a fragile flower. What a wondrously delicate flavor!
That does it. I'm having soba noodles for dinner tonight!
"Now for the tempura shrimp!"
How light and crispy! The sakura shrimp are pleasantly crunchy, while their tempura shell is airy and crispy! I can easily distinguish the texture and deliciousness of each individual shrimp in every bite!
The crispy crunch of the tempura shrimp and the sleek smoothness of the noodles make for an excellent contrast in textures.
Even after I've swallowed a bite, the sweetly savory aftertaste of the sakura shrimp lingers in the mouth like a perfume.”
― Yuto Tsukuda, 食戟のソーマ 25 [Shokugeki no Souma 25]

“His eyes light up. “Wait, this is a sakura mochi. How did you remember—"
I glance down and curse internally at the faintly pink, round dessert, pale as a cherry blossom petal. How did I remember his favorite?
His mom used to take us, Cam, and Remy down to San Jose to go around Japantown, picking up bentos from a homey restaurant to eat at the park, and then we’d stop at Shuei-Do Manju Shop. Every time, without fail, Jack would choose sakura mochi. The times that there was only one left in stock, the rest of us purposefully ordered other sweets, just so Jack could get his favorite. And his eyes would shine with delight as he munched on the pink rice cake, the way he’s smiling now.”
― Julie Abe, The Charmed List

“Algunos hombres no escuchan la voz de la monta?a, pero los espíritus han hablado claro, y nos dicen: sucios humanos, ya no sois bienvenidos aquí. Este mundo ya no es vuestro. Estamos en un mundo nuevo, en un universo de leyes cambiadas y de flores rosas.”
― Jordi Balaguer, Hanami

“Sakura perlu kurang-lebih lima puluh minggu untuk mekar sempurna. Tapi bunga ini hanya mekar selama dua minggu. Setelahnya akan luruh tertiup angin atau kena hujan. Tapi, demikianlah alam mengaturnya. Bila kuntum yang lama tidak luruh, tidak ada kesempatan bagi sesuatu yang baru untuk tumbuh. Tunas daun tidak akan muncul kalau bunga tidak gugur.”
― Maisie Junardy, Man's Defender

“ The restaurant Muromachi Sunaba, opened in 1869, is considered the pioneer of chilled soba with tempura. Their fame came from their version served with a side of tempura Shiba shrimp.
Miss Kinokuni's dish is similar. Though instead of the strong umami of Shiba shrimp, she chose to make her tempura from the smaller, sweeter and more refined sakura shrimp.
A wise choice, as its delicate flavor pairs exceptionally well with the mild and fragile sweetness of her soba noodles!
Once you take a bite, it is precisely that combination that makes it impossible to stop!
The sublimely smooth and refreshing texture of the noodles combined with the sweet crunch of the sakura shrimp envelops the taster in a cocoon of delicious bliss...
... making it seem as if they've eaten the entire dish in only a single bite! ”
― Yuto Tsukuda, 食戟のソーマ 25 [Shokugeki no Souma 25]

“Four years to the day after Fairchild's 1908 gift of the trees to Washington's schools, on March 27, 1912, Mrs. Taft broke dirt during the private ceremony in West Potomac Park near the banks of the Potomac River. The wife of the Japanese ambassador was invited to plant the second tree. Eliza Scidmore and David Fairchild took shovels not long after. The 3,020 trees were more than could fit around the tidal basin. Gardeners planted extras on the White House grounds, in Rock Creek Park, and near the corner of Seventeenth and B streets close to the new headquarters of the American Red Cross. It took only two springs for the trees to become universally adored, at least enough for the American government to feel the itch to reciprocate. No American tree could rival the delicate glamour of the sakura, but officials decided to offer Japan the next best thing, a shipment of flowering dogwoods, native to the United States, with bright white blooms.
Meanwhile, the cherry blossoms in Washington would endure over one hundred years, each tree replaced by clones and cuttings every quarter century to keep them spry. As the trees grew, so did a cottage industry around them: an elite group of gardeners, a team to manage their public relations, and weather-monitoring officials to forecast "peak bloom"---an occasion around which tourists would be encouraged to plan their visits. Eventually, cuttings from the original Washington, D.C, trees would also make their way to other American cities with hospitable climates. Denver, Colorado; Birmingham, Alabama; Saint Paul, Minnesota.”
― Daniel Stone, The Food Explorer: The True Adventures of the Globe-Trotting Botanist Who Transformed What America Eats

“She is really pretty. And somehow, she makes me feel all floaty inside.”
― CLAMP, Cardcaptor Sakura, Vol. 3

“I need Sushi. Sakura delivers. I must call Sakura. Straightaway, I call.”
― Sebastian R?dl

“O, that
The spring evening would last for good
When the fragrant cherry petals
Are reeling up and down!
香ぐわしき
桜の花
空に散る
春の夕べ
暮れずもあらなむ&谤诲辩耻辞;
― 搁测ō办补苍, Zen Fool Ryokan