I'm not sure this will make sense to you but I felt as though I'd turned around to look in a different direction so that I no longer faced backward toward the past but forward toward the future. And now the question confronting me was this: What would the future be

Arthur Golden

Mots clés future geisha memoirs



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Perhaps it seems odd that a casual meeting on the street could have brought about such change. But sometimes life is like that isn't it

Arthur Golden

Mots clés change geisha memoirs



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Every man has his destiny. But who needs to go to a fortune-teller to find it? Do I go to a chef to find out if I'm hungry?

Arthur Golden


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A geisha has studied a man's moods and his seasons. She fusses and he blooms.

Arthur Golden


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Couldn't the wrong sort of living turn anyone mean? I remembered very well that one day back in Yoroido, a boy pushed me into a thorn bush near the pond. By the time I clawed my way out I was mad enough to bite through wood. If a few minutes of suffering could make me so angry, what would years of it do? Even stone can be worn down with enough rain.

Arthur Golden

Mots clés suffering anger



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Flowers that grow where old ones have withered serve to remind us that death will one day come to us all.

Arthur Golden

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I stumbled out into the courtyard to try to flee my misery, but of course we can never flee the misery that is within us.

Arthur Golden

Mots clés sadness misery



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Never give up; for even rivers someday wash dams away.

Arthur Golden


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Friendship is a precious thing, Sayuri. One mustn't throw it away.

Arthur Golden

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As a young girl I believed my life would never have been a struggle if Mr.Tanaka hadn't torn me away from my tipsy house. But now I know that our world is no more permanent than a wave rising on the ocean. Whatever our struggles and triumphs, however we may suffer them, all too soon they bleed into a wash, just like watery ink on paper.

Arthur Golden


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