Arthur Golden Quotes

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A mouse who wishes to fool the cat doesn't simply scamper out of its hole whenever it feels the slightest urge.

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Here again, I saw life in all its noisy excitement passing me by.

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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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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.

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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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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.

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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.

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Finally the homeless eel marked its territory, I suppose, and the Doctor lay heavily upon me, moist with sweat.

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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?

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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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Well, a peach has a lovely taste and so does a mushroom, but you can't put the two together...

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When a man takes a mistress, he doesn't turn around and divorce his wife.

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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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If you keep your destiny in mind, every moment in life becomes an opportunity for moving closer to it.

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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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I was thanking him for...well, for something I'm not sure I can explain even now. For showing me that something besides cruelty could be found in the world, I suppose.

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If a few minutes of suffering could make me so angry, what would years of it do? Even a stone can be worn down with enough rain.

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We don't become geisha because we want our lives to be happy; we become geisha because we have no choice.

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His face was very heavily creased, and into each crease he had tucked some worry or other, so that it wasn't really his face any longer, but more like a tree that had nests of birds in all of the branches. He had to struggle constantly to manage it and always looked worn out from the effort.

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Those of us with water in our personalities don't pick where we'll flow to. All we can do is flow where the landscape of our lives carries us

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Hopes are like hair ornaments. Girls want to wear too many of them. When they become old women they look silly wearing even one.

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We none of us find as much kindness in this world as we should.

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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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Here's the thing: this eel spends its entire life trying to find a home, and what do you think women have inside them? Caves, where the eels like to live...when they find a cave they like, the wriggle around inside it for a while to be sure that...well, to be sure it's a nice cave, I suppose. And when they've made up their minds that it's comfortable, they mark the cave as their territory...by spitting.

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I tried to continue, but somehow my throat made up its mind to swallow – though I can't think what I was swallowing, unless it was a little knot of emotion I pushed back down because there was no room in my face for any more.

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