Occasionally In Life We Come

Passion Can Quickly Slip To Jealousy, Or Even Hatred.

I Could No More Have Stopped Myself From Feeling That Sadness Than You Could Stop Yourself From Smelling An Apple That Has Been Cut Open On The Table Before You.

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.

Couldn't The Wrong Sort Of Living Turn Anyone Mean? I Remembered Very Well That One Day Back In Yoroido, A Boy Pushed Me Into A Thorn Bush Near The Pond. By The Time I Clawed My Way Out I Was Mad Enough To Bite Through Wood. If A Few Minutes Of Suffering Could Make Me So Angry, What Would Years Of It Do? Even Stone Can Be Worn Down With Enough Rain.

Nothing In Life Is Ever As Simple As We Imagine.