A memoir provides a record not so much of the memoirist as of the memoirist's world. Arthur Golden More Quotes by Arthur Golden More Quotes From Arthur Golden I've lived my life again just telling it to you. Arthur Golden All at once I felt so vain, like a girl posturing for the crowds as she walks along, only to discover the street is empty. Arthur Golden empty crowds girl What an unbearable sorrow it would be, to realized I'd never really tasted to things I'd eaten, or seen the places I'd been. What life would I have? I would be like the dancer who had practiced since childhood for a performance she would never give. Arthur Golden dancer childhood giving I cannot tell you what it is that guides us in this life; but for me, I fell toward the Chairman just as a stone must fall toward the earth. When I cut my lip and met Mr. Tanaka, when my mother died and I was cruelly sold, it was all like a stream that falls over rocky cliffs before it can reach the ocean. Even now that he is gone I have him still, in the richness of my memories. Arthur Golden ocean mother memories A mouse who wishes to fool the cat doesn't simply scamper out of its hole whenever it feels the slightest urge. Arthur Golden fool cat wish A wounded tiger is a dangerous beast. Arthur Golden beast wounded dangerous The swan who goes on living in its parents' tree will die; this is why those who are beautiful and talented bear the burden of finding their own way in the world. Arthur Golden swans tree beautiful No one knows the author of memoir so well like himself. Arthur Golden memoir wells knows Neither you nor I can know your destiny. You may never know it! Destiny isn't always like a party at the end of the evening. Sometimes it's nothing more than struggling through life from day to day. Arthur Golden destiny party struggle of course the pace of change never slows, even when we've convinced ourselves it will. Arthur Golden pace-of-change courses pace But what I could see out of the corner of my eye made me think of two lovely bundles of silk floating along a stream. In a moment they were hovering on the walkway in front of me, where they sank down and smoothed their kimono across their knees. Arthur Golden eye two thinking Seeing him again after so long awakened something inside me. I was surprised to find myself feeling sad rather than joyful, as I would have imagined. Arthur Golden feeling-sad feelings long By the time we arrived, as evening was approaching, I felt as sore as a rock must feel when the waterfall has pounded on it all day long. Arthur Golden rocks life long When a man takes a mistress, he doesn't turn around and divorce his wife. Arthur Golden divorce wife men I don't like things held up before me that I cannot have. Arthur Golden geisha memories-of-a-geisha Some people have difficulty telling the difference between something great and something they've simply heard of. Arthur Golden difficulty differences people His face was very heavily creased, and into each crease he had tucked some worry or other, so that it wasn't really his face any longer, but more like a tree that had nests of birds in all of the branches. He had to struggle constantly to manage it and always looked worn out from the effort. Arthur Golden effort struggle worry The prettiest of them all is a girl who is pretty on the inside. Arthur Golden prettiest girl Sadness was a very heavy thing. Arthur Golden heavy-things heavy sadness Passion can quickly slip to jealousy, or even hatred. Arthur Golden jealousy passion hatred
