My Feelings Of Disgust Had Been So

From This Experience, I Understood The Danger Of Focusing Only On What Isn't There. What If I Came To The End Of My Life And Realized That I'd Spent Every Day Watching For A Man Who Would Never Come To Me? What An Unbearable Sorrow It Would Be, To Realize I'd Never Really Tasted The Things I'd Eaten, Or Seen The Places I'd Been, Because I'd Thought Of Nothing But The Chairman Even While My Life Was Drifting Away From Me. And Yet If I Drew My Thoughts Back From Him, What Life Would I Have? I Would Be Like A Dancer Who Had Practiced Since Childhood For A Performance She Would Never Give.

You Seemed So Desperate, Like You Might Drown If Someone Didn't Save You.

She Paints Her Face To Hide Her Face. Her Eyes Are Deep Water. It Is Not For Geisha To Want. It Is Not For Geisha To Feel. Geisha Is An Artist Of The Floating World. She Dances, She Sings. She Entertains You, Whatever You Want. The Rest Is Shadows, The Rest Is Secret.

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 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 And Yet, You Haven't Drawn On Those Strengths In Living Your Life, Have You?

I Worried She Might Spend An Afternoon Chatting With Me About The Sights And Then Wish Me Best Of Luck.