Quotessence
Home / Quotes / Quote by Kate Avery Ellison

Quote by Kate Avery Ellison

Work

The Curse Girl

Browse quotes and source details for this work. more

Author

Kate Avery Ellison

Browse famous quotes and profile details for Kate Avery Ellison. more

You May Also Like

“I can see you have a great deal of water in your personality. 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 the 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. And yet, you haven't drawn on those strengths in living your life, have you?”

Memoirs Of A Geisha
Book:Memoirs Of A Geisha
Create image

“I knew even then that she was right. An en is a karmic bond lasting a lifetime. Nowadays many people seem to believe their lives are entirely a matter of choice; but in my day we viewed ourselves as pieces of clay that forever show the fingerprints of everyone who has touched them. Nobu's touch had made a deeper impression on me than most. No one could tell me whether he would be my ultimate destiny, but I had always sensed the en between us. Somewhere in the landscape of my life Nobu would always be present. But could it really be that of all the lessons I'd learned, the hardest one lay just ahead of me? Would I really have to take each of my hopes and put them away where no one would ever see them again, where not even I would ever see them?”

DestinyImpressionChoiceClayHopesMemoirsGeishaMemoirs Of A Geisha
Book:Memoirs Of A Geisha
Create image

“How can we protect ourselves from a culture of manipulation, where tastes and flavors are re-created chemically in laboratories and given to us as natural food, where religion is packaged, televised and tweeted and commercials influence us to such an extent that they dictate not only what we eat, wear, read and want but what and how we dream. We need the pristine beauty of truth as revealed to us in fiction, poetry, music and the arts: we need to retrieve the third eye of imagination.”

Memoirs Of A GeishaAzar NafisiThe Republic Of Imagination
Book:The Republic of Imagination: America in Three Books
Create image

“Now she took a close look at me for the first time, puffing on her pipe while the old woman beside her sighed. I didnt feel I could look at Mother directly, but I had the impression of smoke seeping out of her face like steam from a crack in the earth. I was so curious about her that my eyes took on a life of their own and began to dart about. The more I saw of her, the more fascinated I became. Her kimono was yellow, with willowy branches bearing lovely green and orange leaves; it was made of silk gauze as delicate as a spiders web. Her obi was every bit as astonishing to me. It was a lovely gauzy texture too, but heavier-looking, in russet and brown with gold threads woven through. The more I looked at her clothing, the less I was aware of standing there in that dirt corridor, or of wondering what had become of my sister and my mother and father and what would become of me.”

Memoirs Of A Geisha
Author:Arthur Golden
Create image

“We topped the ridge a few moments later, and the town of Senzuru came into view below us. The day was drab, everything in shades of gray. It was my first look at the world outside Yoroido, and I didn't think I'd missed much. I could see the thatched roofs of the town around an inlet, amid dull hills, and beyond them the metal-colored sea, broken with shards of white. Inland, the landscape might have been attractive but for the train tracks running across it like a scar.”

Memoirs Of A Geisha
Book:Memoirs Of A Geisha
Create image

“Kesedihan adalah hal yang ganjil sekali; kita jadi tak berdaya di hadapannya. Seperti jendela yang membuka atas kemauannya sendiri. Ruangan menjadi dingin, dan kita tak bisa berbuat apa pun kecuali gemetar kedinginan. Namun setiap kali terbuka kembali, lebarnya sedikit berkurang, makin lama makin sempit; dan pada suatu hari kita bertanya-tanya sendiri, apa yang terjadi dengan jendela itu.”

KesedihanMemoirs Of A Geisha
Book:Memoirs Of A Geisha
Create image