TagMemoirs of a Geisha

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

At the temple there is a poem called ‘Loss’ carved into the stone. It has three words, but the poet has scratched them out. You cannot read loss, only feel it.

Arthur Golden – Memoirs of a Geisha

A mind troubled by doubt cannot focus on the course to victory.

Arthur Golden – Memoirs of a Geisha

Grief is a most peculiar thing; we’re so helpless in the face of it. It’s like a window that will simply open of its own accord.

Arthur Golden – Memoirs of a Geisha

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

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

Can’t you see? Every step I have taken, since I was that child on the bridge, has been to bring myself closer to you.

Arthur Golden – Memoirs of a Geisha

Destiny is something we’ve invented because we can’t stand the fact that everything that happens is accidental.

Arthur Golden – Memoirs of a Geisha

A life without secrets is like a garden without flowers.

Arthur Golden – Memoirs of a Geisha

Sometimes we get through adversity only by imagining what the world might be like if our dreams should ever come true.

Arthur Golden – Memoirs of a Geisha