Sadness Was A Very Heavy Thing.

A Geisha Has Studied A Man's Moods And His Seasons. She Fusses And He Blooms.

We None Of Us Find As Much Kindness In This World As We Should.

And When I Raised Myself To Look At The Man Who'd Spoken, I Had A Feeling Of Leaving My Misery Behind Me There On The Stone Wall.

What An Unbearable Sorrow It Would Be, To Realized I'd Never Really Tasted To Things I'd Eaten, Or Seen The Places I'd Been. What Life Would I Have? I Would Be Like The Dancer Who Had Practiced Since Childhood For A Performance She Would Never Give.

A Wounded Tiger Is A Dangerous Beast.