Book: Memoirs of a geisha. Page 4

Misery such a strong wind. I don't mean that he knocks us off the track. He breaks with us and we remain as they actually are, not as they would seem.

When you want to break a Board, split it down the middle is only the first step. Success comes only after you bounce it up and down until it split apart.

I am very simple man, Sayuri. I don't like things that I can't have, right in front of me.

Young girls always dream about something like that, Sayuri. Dreams are like hair ornaments. Girls like to wear a lot of jewelry, but when they become old, they look silly even with one such decoration.

Anyway, Sayuri is a nice name, although beautiful names are not always are beautiful girls.

I could not even imagine that in me, as in the anthill, can develop such activity.

Yes, the peach tastes great, not less than a wonderful taste of mushrooms, but they are difficult to use at the same time.

Hatsumomo is as easy to understand as a cat. The cat is calm and happy while she's lying alone in the sun. But should anyone come near her bowl... nobody told a story of how Hatsumomo survived young Kazuoki of Dzhiona?

In place of the landscape shrouded in snow the trees came the gentle watercolors of spring.

How did many interesting things in store for us future. You have to try not to expect too much.

Dreams are a very dangerous thing: they smolder like a fire and sometimes consume us completely.

I jumped into the yard, trying to run away from your suffering, but you cannot run from what's inside us.

Life was full of strife and struggle, but they made her real.

To go through life stumbling is not the best way to succeed. The mouse that wants to trick the cat, not popping up from burrows as soon as she pleases..