Arthur Golden Quotes
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Even stone can be worn down with enough rain.
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Never give up; for even rivers someday wash dams away.
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A memoir provides a record not so much of the memoirist as of the memoirist's world.
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When a man takes a mistress, he doesn't turn around and divorce his wife.
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You know, the men go to tea houses with the expectation that they will have a nice quiet evening and not read about it the next morning in the newspaper.
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Watch for the thing that will show itself to you. Because that thing, when you find it, will be your future.
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I fell into a sound sleep and dreamed that I was at a banquet back in Gion, talking with an elderly man who was explaining to me that his wife, whom he'd cared for deeply, wasn't really dead because the pleasure of their time together lived on inside him.
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The corridor couldn't have smelled more strongly of fish guts if we had actually been inside a fish.
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Waiting patiently doesn't suit you. I can see you have a great deal of water in your personality. Water never waits. It changes shape and flows around things, and finds the secret paths no one else has thought about. [Mameha]
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of course the pace of change never slows, even when we've convinced ourselves it will.
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Time your actions so you're not fighting against the currents but moving with them.
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Anyone can have a good day. The question is what do you do on a bad day. That's when you're being tested. In a very tangible sense, a bad day shows your innermost essence more than a good day.
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Flowers that grow where old ones have withered serve to remind us that death will one day come to us all.
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Of course, a sign doesn't mean anything unless you know how to interpret it.
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She paints her face to hide her face. Her eyes are deep water. It is not for Geisha to want. It is not for geisha to feel. Geisha is an artist of the floating world. She dances, she sings. She entertains you, whatever you want. The rest is shadows, the rest is secret.
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For a flicker of a moment I imagined a world completely different from the one I'd always known, a world in which I was treated with fairness, even kindness-- a world in which fathers didn't sell their daughters.
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Sometimes," he sighed, "I think the things I remember are more real than the things I see.
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From this experience, I understood the danger of focusing only on what isn't there. What if I came to the end of my life and realized that I'd spent every day watching for a man who would never come to me? What an unbearable sorrow it would be, to realize I'd never really tasted the things I'd eaten, or seen the places I'd been, because I'd thought of nothing but the Chairman even while my life was drifting away from me. And yet if I drew my thoughts back from him, what life would I have? I would be like a dancer who had practiced since childhood for a performance she would never give.
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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.
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If those sorts of moments would be the only pleasure life offered me, I'd be better off shutting out that one brilliant source of light to let my eyes begin to adjust to the darkness.
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We must use whatever methods we can to understand the movement of the universe around us and time our actions so that we are not fighting the currents, but moving with them.
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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.
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Autobiography, if there really is such a thing, is like asking a rabbit to tell us what he looks like hopping through the grasses of the field. How would he know? If we want to hear about the field on the other hand, no one is in a better circumstance to tell us-so long as we keep in mind that we are missing all those things the rabbit was in no position to observe.
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Occasionally in life we come upon things we can't understand, because we have never seen anything similar.
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We all know that a winter scene, though it may be covered over one day, with even the trees dressed in shawls of snow, will be unrecognizable the following spring. Yet I never imagined such a thing could occur within our very selves.
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We none of us find as much kindness in this world as we should.
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Perhaps it seems odd that a casual meeting on the street could have brought about such change. But sometimes life is like that isn't it
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No one knows the author of memoir so well like himself.
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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. The room grows cold, and we can do nothing but shiver. But it opens a little less each time, and a little less; and one day we wonder what has become of it.
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My mother once told me I was like water. Water can carve its way even through stone. And when trapped, water makes a new path.
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