We human beings have a remarkable way of growing accustomed to things.

Never give up; for even rivers someday wash dams away.

What an unbearable sorrow it would be, to realized I'd never really tasted to things I'd eaten, or seen the places I'd been. What life would I have? I would be like the dancer who had practiced since childhood for a performance she would never give.

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

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

I had to wonder if men were so blinded by beauty that they would feel privileged to live their lives with an actual demon, so long as it was a beautiful demon.

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.