The Slow Death of Hope In Fiction, Historical T The heart dies a slow death, shedding each hope like leaves until one day there are none. No hopes. Nothing remains. Arthur Golden – Memoirs of a Geisha Purchase Now Arthur Golden Memoirs of a Geisha FacebookXPinterestEmailLinkedInWhatsApp
The Flux of Emotions In Fiction, Historical T Our moods are as changeable as the weather, and our passions wane and wax like the moon. Arthur Golden – Memoirs of a Geisha Purchase Now
The Geisha’s Path In Fiction, Historical T To become a geisha is to be judged as a moving work of art. Arthur Golden – Memoirs of a Geisha Purchase Now
Life’s Unpredictable Journey In Fiction, Historical L We lead our lives like water flowing down a hill, going more or less in one direction until we splash into something that forces us to find a new course. Arthur Golden – Memoirs of a Geisha Purchase Now
Escaping Inner Misery In Fiction, Historical E We can never flee the misery that is within us. Arthur Golden – Memoirs of a Geisha Purchase Now
Adversity Reveals True Self In Fiction, Historical A Adversity is like a strong wind. It tears away from us all but the things that cannot be torn, so that we see ourselves as we really are. Arthur Golden – Memoirs of a Geisha Purchase Now
