The Essence of Loss In Fiction, Historical T 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 Purchase Now Arthur Golden Memoirs of a Geisha FacebookXPinterestEmailLinkedInWhatsApp
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
Speaking About Pain In Fiction, Historical S I don’t think any of us can speak frankly about pain until we are no longer enduring it. Arthur Golden – Memoirs of a Geisha Purchase Now
Beginning of the End In Fiction, Historical B The only thing I can say for certain is that at the end of my beginning, there was a beginning of my end. Arthur Golden – Memoirs of a Geisha Purchase Now
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
Steps Towards Destiny In Fiction, Historical S 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 Purchase Now
