Nothing In Life Is Ever As Simple

At That Moment, Beauty Itself Struck Me As A Kind Of Painful Melancholy.

If You Aren't The Woman I Think You Are, Then This Isn't The World I Thought It Was.

I Began To Feel That All The People I'd Ever Known Who Had Died Or Left Me Had Not In Fact Gone Away, But Continued To Live On Inside Me Just As This Man's Wife Lived On Inside Him.

Friendship Is A Precious Thing, Sayuri. One Mustn't Throw It Away.

We Can Never Flee The Misery That Is Within Us.