Memoira of a Geisha

But now I know that our world is no more permanent than a wave rising on the ocean.

Destiny isn’t always like a party at the end of the evening. Sometimes it’s nothing more than struggling through life from day to day.

Water never waits. It changes shape and flows around things, and finds the secret paths no one else has thought about-the tiny hole through the roof or the bottom of a box. There’s no doubt it’s the most versatile of the five elements. It can wash away earth; it can put out fire; it can wear a piece of metal down and sweep it away. Even wood, which is its natural complement, can’t survive without being nurtured by water.