We None Of Us Find As Much

Flowers That Grow Where Old Ones Have Withered Serve To Remind Us That Death Will One Day Come To Us All.

This Is Why Dreams Can Be Such Dangerous Things: They Smolder On Like A Fire Does, And Sometimes They Consume Us Completely.

I Cannot Tell You What It Is That Guides Us In This Life; But For Me, I Fell Toward The Chairman Just As A Stone Must Fall Toward The Earth. When I Cut My Lip And Met Mr. Tanaka, When My Mother Died And I Was Cruelly Sold, It Was All Like A Stream That Falls Over Rocky Cliffs Before It Can Reach The Ocean. Even Now That He Is Gone I Have Him Still, In The Richness Of My Memories.

I Fell Into A Sound Sleep And Dreamed That I Was At A Banquet Back In Gion, Talking With An Elderly Man Who Was Explaining To Me That His Wife, Whom He'd Cared For Deeply, Wasn't Really Dead Because The Pleasure Of Their Time Together Lived On Inside Him.

Sometimes," He Sighed, "i Think The Things I Remember Are More Real Than The Things I See.