Arthur Golden
Arthur Golden
Arthur Goldenis an American writer. He is the author of the bestselling novel Memoirs of a Geisha...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionNovelist
Date of Birth6 December 1956
CountryUnited States of America
Arthur Golden quotes about
beautiful geisha ifs
Geisha is always called beautiful even if she is not.
I've lived my life again just telling it to you.
geisha memories-of-a-geisha
I don't like things held up before me that I cannot have.
hands long missing
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.
beautiful swans tree
The swan who goes on living in its parents' tree will die; this is why those who are beautiful and talented bear the burden of finding their own way in the world.
differences people difficulty
Some people have difficulty telling the difference between something great and something they've simply heard of.
misery miserable-people miserable
We can never flee the misery that is within us.
spring winter self
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.
said helpless
I didn't say to act dead. I said act helpless.
kind moments painful
At that moment, beauty itself struck me as a kind of painful melancholy.
sleep men elderly
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.
choices want geisha
We don't become geisha because we want our lives to be happy; we become geisha because we have no choice.
grief sadness grieving
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 me down toward them.
struggle party destiny
Neither you nor I can know your destiny. You may never know it! Destiny isn't always like a party at the end of the evening. Sometimes it's nothing more than struggling through life from day to day.