The Silver Spoon on Hyakunin Isshu: “My aunt knew the whole Hyakunin Isshu by heart and, once in bed, would teach me a poem or two each night in her lonely sing-song voice; I also had a bound copy of the Hyakunin Isshu. [auto-translated]”
The Silver Spoon on Journey to the West: “Teacher Nakazawa, who told us that marvelous story of Journey to the West, who drew beautiful pictures licking his brush, who was so likable except for the palm-rope whip, I could never see his face again. [auto-translated]”