The heart dies a slow death, shedding each hope like leaves... - Arthur Golden, Memoirs of a Geisha

"And when I raised myself to look at the man who’d spoken, I had a feeling of leaving my misery behind me there on the stone wall."

"If you aren't the woman I think you are, then this isn't the world I thought it was."

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

"Can't you see? Every step I have taken, since I was that child on the bridge, has been to bring myself closer to you."

"Watch for the thing that will show itself to you. Because that thing, when you find it, will be your future."