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.

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

We lead our lives like water flowing down a hill, going more or less in one direction until we splash into something that forces us to find a new course.

I worried she might spend an afternoon chatting with me about the sights and then wish me best of luck.

After all, when a stone is dropped into a pond, the water continues quivering even after the stone has sunk to the bottom.

I don't think any of us can speak frankly about pain until we are no longer enduring it.

We don't become geisha because we want our lives to be happy; we become geisha because we have no choice.

At that moment, beauty itself struck me as a kind of painful melancholy.

A tree may look as beautiful as ever; but when you notice the insects infesting it, and the tips of the branches that are brown from disease, even the trunk seems to lose some of its magnificence.

If you aren't the woman I think you are, then this isn't the world I thought it was.

The heart dies a slow death, shedding each hope like leaves until one day there are none. No hopes. Nothing remains.

Things you crave for won't come if you cry, but when you craft and create. Creativity digs up the buried gold.

Nature is the one song of praise that never stops singing.

Never argue with a six-year-old who shaves.

If I don't die in a plane crash or something, this country has a rare opportunity to watch a great talent grow.

It’s good to be vulnerable in amongst the grandeur; you shouldn’t lose that sense of intimacy and vulnerability with people.

I am opposed to looking upon logic as a kind of game. ... One might think that it is a matter of choice or convention which logic one adopts. I disagree with this view.

Sports taught me that I can make a mistake one minute, let it go, and be brilliant the next.

Just because a cat has kittens in the oven, that doesn't make them biscuits.

My parents both worked full time. I remember a lot of simple meals. Everything I know about cooking is self-schooled.

The designers [of the 1930s] were populists, you see; they were trying to give the public what it wanted. What the public wanted was the future.