Memoirs 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.

This is why dreams can be such dangerous things; they smolder on like a fire does, and sometimes consume us completely.

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.

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.

I just finished reading the book, Memoirs of a Geisha by Arthur Golden. I’m amazed by what it gave me. Passages from the book just keep jumping out and creating a huge impression on me. These 4 quotes are just a few of what I’ve written down some have an even more personal effect on me, which I feel is much too vulnerable to share. It’s been said that it’s a flirting 101 book, Japanese-style, however, I don’t see it that way. Sure, you can pick up a trick or two but I see the book differently. It’s rich with dreams, passion, patience and love. It’s difficult to admit but it made me tear up bigtime. It was because of what the novel represents and it really touched a raw nerve. I wouldn’t be surprised if I decide to read it again. Hahaha.