“The heart dies a slow death, shedding each hope like leaves until one day there are none. No hopes. Nothing remains.”
― Memoirs of a Geisha
― 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.”
― Memoirs of a Geisha
― Memoirs of a Geisha
“If a few minutes of suffering could make me so angry, what would years of it do? Even a stone can be worn down with enough rain.”
― Memoirs of a Geisha
― Memoirs of a Geisha
“Adversity is like a strong wind. I don't mean just that it holds us back from places we might otherwise go. It also tears away from us all but the things that cannot be torn, so that afterward we see ourselves as we really are, and not merely as we might like to be.”
― Memoirs of a Geisha
― Memoirs of a Geisha
“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.”
― Memoirs of a Geisha
― Memoirs of a Geisha
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