Arthur Golden
Arthur Golden
Arthur Goldenis an American writer. He is the author of the bestselling novel Memoirs of a Geisha...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionNovelist
Date of Birth6 December 1956
CountryUnited States of America
grateful evening ends
If you have experienced an evening more exciting than any in your life, you're sad to see it end; and yet you still feel grateful that it happened.
sex nice home
Here's the thing: this eel spends its entire life trying to find a home, and what do you think women have inside them? Caves, where the eels like to live...when they find a cave they like, the wriggle around inside it for a while to be sure that...well, to be sure it's a nice cave, I suppose. And when they've made up their minds that it's comfortable, they mark the cave as their territory...by spitting.
wish lessons may
How many times already had I encountered the painful lesson that although we may wish for the barb to be pulled from our flesh, it leaves a welt that doesn't heal?
hope heart one-day
The heart dies a slow death, shedding each hope like leaves until one day there are none. No hopes. Nothing remains.
rain years suffering
If a few minutes of suffering could make me so angry, what would years of it do? Even a stone can be worn down with enough rain.
mushrooms two lovely
Well, a peach has a lovely taste and so does a mushroom, but you can't put the two together...
men mood geisha
A geisha has studied a man's moods and his seasons. She fusses and he blooms.
cat wish fool
A mouse who wishes to fool the cat doesn't simply scamper out of its hole whenever it feels the slightest urge.
wells memoir knows
No one knows the author of memoir so well like himself.
beast dangerous wounded
A wounded tiger is a dangerous beast.
pace pace-of-change convinced
of course the pace of change never slows, even when we've convinced ourselves it will.
eye thinking two
But what I could see out of the corner of my eye made me think of two lovely bundles of silk floating along a stream. In a moment they were hovering on the walkway in front of me, where they sank down and smoothed their kimono across their knees.
sight luck wish
I worried she might spend an afternoon chatting with me about the sights and then wish me best of luck.
mother reading writing
Geisha because when I was living in Japan, I met a fellow whose mother was a geisha, and I thought that was kind of fascinating and ended up reading about the subject just about the same time I was getting interested in writing fiction.