My feelings of disgust had been so loud within me, they’d nearly drowned out everything else.

Passion can quickly slip to jealousy, or even hatred.

Sometimes," he sighed, "I think the things I remember are more real than the things I see.

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

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.

She paints her face to hide her face. Her eyes are deep water. It is not for Geisha to want. It is not for geisha to feel. Geisha is an artist of the floating world. She dances, she sings. She entertains you, whatever you want. The rest is shadows, the rest is secret.

If Mother and Mameha couldn't come to an agreement, I would remain a maid all my life just as surely as a turtle remains a turtle