Hopes are like hair ornaments. Girls want to wear too many of them. When they become old women they look silly wearing even one.
Friendship is a precious thing, Sayuri. One mustn't throw it away.
My feelings of disgust had been so loud within me, theyโd nearly drowned out everything else.
At that moment, beauty itself struck me as a kind of painful melancholy.
Nothing is as bleak as the future, except the past.
Nothing in life is ever as simple as we imagine.