After all, when a stone is dropped into a pond, the water continues quivering even after the stone has sunk to the bottom.
I long ago developed a very practical smile, which I call my "Noh smile" because it resembles a Noh mask whose features are frozen. Its advantage is that men can interpret it however they want; you ca...
When we fight upstream against a rocky undercurrent, every foothold takes on a kind of urgency.
This was what we Japanese called the onion life—peeling away a layer at a time and crying all the while.
My feelings of disgust had been so loud within me, they’d nearly drowned out everything else.
Izdrži. To je jedino što bilo tko od nas može učiniti na ovome svijetu.
I went back to those graves not long afterward and found as I stood there that sadness was a very heavy thing. My body weighed twice what it had only a moment earlier, as if those graves were pulling...
I found myself wondering if she'd started life much as I had. It made no difference that she was a mean old woman and I was just a struggling little girl. Couldn't the wrong sort of living turn anyone...
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 -- the tiny hole thr...
Every step I have taken has been to bring myself closer to you.
El cuarto de Hatsumono era el más grande de la okiya; ocupaba más espacio que toda mi casa de Yoroido. No
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...
A geisha has studied a man's moods and his seasons. She fusses and he blooms.
Agora sei que o nosso mundo não e mais permanente do que uma onda a erguer-se no oceano. E quaisquer que sejam as nossas lutas e triunfos, como quer que os possamos sofrer, muito rapidamente se dissol...
Ninguno de nosotros encuentra en este mundo todo el cariño que deberíamos.
Zar život nije ništa drugo do oluja koja stalno odnosi ono što je još samo trenutak ranije bilo tu i ostavlja za sobom tek nešto ogoljelo i neprepoznatljivo?
You seemed so desperate, like you might drown if someone didn't save you.
Was life nothing more than a storm that constantly washed away what had been there only a moment before, and left behind something barren and unrecognizable?
I felt I was standing on a stage many hours after the dance had ended, when the silence lay as heavily upon the empty theater as a blanket of snow.
How many times already had I encountered the painful lesson that although we may wish for the barb to be pulled from our flesh, it leaves a welt that doesn't heal?