More quotes by Arthur Golden, 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."
"Hopes are like hair ornaments. Girls want to wear too many of them. When they become old women they look silly wearing even one."
"The heart dies a slow death, shedding each hope like leaves until one day there are none. No hopes. Nothing remains."
"The heart dies a slow death, shedding each hope like leaves until one day there are none. No hopes. Nothing remains."
"Flowers that grow where old ones have withered serve to remind us that death will one day come to us all."