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Nobu has taught me a great deal - patience, for example. As you might imagine, I owe him quite a debt.

For luck!ĭialogue Chairman: He would never tell you himself he is far too modest.

If she is not properly dressed, then she is not a true geisha.

Geisha needs an elegant wardrobe, just like an artist needs ink.

By the time she was twenty, she had already earned back her purchase price! Unheard of! She has been the talk of the hanamachi ever since. Never forget, it is Hatsumomo who pays for your supper, the clothes on your back.

Only reason Mother tolerates Hatsumomo is because she brings in good money.

Hurry up! You're not making money standing there gawking at yourself!.

Not like a geisha, like a common prostitute. Sneaking through your window at all hours of the night.

Don't exaggerate! You have never even found a danna.

And for what? And now I hear your sister has run away! She didn't wait for you, and now she can never come back. Bekku, all of this, on top of the money I paid Mr. Geisha school, rice and pickles, train ticket, Mr. You've been hiding your love for a long time.

You're just jealous somebody cares for me!.At least you don't smell as bad as your sister.Besides, who wants a plum when someone has already had a bite?.Can't you see? Every step I have taken, since I was that child on the bridge has been to bring myself closer to you.I see now why you like Sumo, you can never judge a man's power by his appearance alone.What is sumo but a dance between giants? What is business but a dance between companies? I would like to know about every kind of dance. Not every geisha uses that kind of currency.I do not like things held up before me that I cannot have.But why should a Geisha care? You spend your time plucking strings and dancing. So, when I saw he had a chance at happiness with you, I stood aside and. Where did you come by such surprising eyes?.None of us find as much kindness in this life, as we should.Perhaps it is just as well - we have no time to lose. No man would ever bid so much for a thing he had already taken.We become geisha because we have no choice. We don't become geisha to pursue our own destinies.You cannot call yourself a true geisha until you can stop a man in his tracks with a single look.The very word "geisha" means artist, and to be a geisha is to be judged as a moving work of art. We create another secret world, a place only of beauty. Remember Chiyo, geisha are not courtesans, and we're not wives.To understand that a little girl with more courage than she knew, would find that her prayers were answered.can that not be called happiness? After all, these are not the memoirs of an empress, nor of a queen. And yet to learn of kindness, after so much unkindness. To a man, Geisha can only be half a wife.

I could see it now as a stepping-stone to something else. To become a geisha.well, that was hardly a purpose in life. Now I understood the thing I´d overlooked the point wasn't to become a geisha but to be one.Until the real future came falling from the air. Rumors of cities evaporating into clouds of smoke. A year without news, except news of death.My life had turned into a game, and only she knew the rules. Your honorable sister says, "Cut your leg," you cut your leg.Water can carve its way even through stone.and when trapped, water makes a new path. My mother always said my sister Satsu was like wood as rooted to the earth as a sakura tree.Geisha is an artist of the floating world. The heart dies a slow death, shedding each hope like leaves.It has three words.but the poet has scratched them out. At the temple, there is a poem called "Loss", carved into the stone.For my world is as forbidden as it is fragile without its mysteries it cannot survive. A story like mine should never be told.1 Narrator (Sayuri as an elderly woman).