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
writing simple men
Memoirs give the knowledge about the author and his environment. They are different from biography. Memoirs do not get ahead, and the man who writes a biography looks at his future like at a very simple thing.
simple life-is imagine
Nothing in life is ever as simple as we imagine.
mean memories-of-a-geisha knows
Of course, a sign doesn't mean anything unless you know how to interpret it.
life-is-like sometimes odd
Perhaps it seems odd that a casual meeting on the street could have brought about such change. But sometimes life is like that isn't it
entertain happened hire japanese men sit stay women
When men go out, the women stay at home. And historically what has always happened is the Japanese men hire women to sit and kind of entertain them.
storm moments barren
Was life nothing more than a storm that constantly washed away what had been there only a moment before, and left behind something barren and unrecognizable?
life rocks long
By the time we arrived, as evening was approaching, I felt as sore as a rock must feel when the waterfall has pounded on it all day long.
beautiful geisha ifs
Geisha is always called beautiful even if she is not.
thinking mind littles
I tried to continue, but somehow my throat made up its mind to swallow – though I can’t think what I was swallowing, unless it was a little knot of emotion I pushed back down because there was no room in my face for any more.
feelings loud disgusting
My feelings of disgust had been so loud within me, they’d nearly drowned out everything else.
I've lived my life again just telling it to you.
geisha memories-of-a-geisha
I don't like things held up before me that I cannot have.
hands long missing
Autobiography, if there really is such a thing, is like asking a rabbit to tell us what he looks like hopping through the grasses of the field. How would he know? If we want to hear about the field on the other hand, no one is in a better circumstance to tell us-so long as we keep in mind that we are missing all those things the rabbit was in no position to observe.
long feelings feeling-sad
Seeing him again after so long awakened something inside me. I was surprised to find myself feeling sad rather than joyful, as I would have imagined.