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Citate Memoriile unei gheise/ Quotes Memoirs of a Gheisha

April 20, 2012

“Ne traim viata ca apa care curge la vale, mergand intr-o directie, pana ne izbim de ceva care ne forteaza sa gasim un nou curs. ”

“We lead our lives like water flowing down a hill, going more or less in one direction until we splash into something that forces us to find a new course.”

“Durerea e un lucru foarte ciudat; suntem atât de neputincioşi în faţa ei. E ca o fereastră care se deschide atunci când vrea ea. Camera se răceşte şi nu putem decât să tremurăm. Dar de fiecare dată se deschide mai puţin, până când, într-o zi, ne întrebăm ce s-a ales de ea.”

“Grief is a most peculiar thing; we’re so helpless in the face of it. It’s like a window that will simply open on it’s own accord. The room grows cold, and we can do nothing but shiver…”

“Nu-i poţi cere soarelui mai multă lumină sau ploii mai multă apă”
“You cannot say to the sun, “More sun.” Or to the rain, “Less rain.”

Nu stiu daca ne vom mai intalni vreodata sau cum va fi lumea atunci cand ne vom intalni. Poate amandoi vom fi vazut multe lucruri oribile. Dar am sa ma gandesc la tine ori de cate ori vreau sa imi amintesc ca exista iubire si bunatate in lume.”

“I don’t know when we’ll see each other again or what the world will be like when we do. We may both have seen many horrible things. But I will think of you every time I need to be reminded that there is beauty and goodness in the world.”

Inima se stinge intr-o moarte usoara, lepadand fiecare speranta ca frunzele….pana cand intr-o zi nu mai ramane nici una. Nicio speranta. Nimic nu mai ramane.”

“The heart dies, a slow death,
shedding each hope like leaves…
… until one day there are
none. No hopes. Nothing remains.”

“Nu cred ca putem vorbi sincer despre suferinta  decat doar atunci cand incetam sa mai suferim.”

“I dont think any of us can speak frankly about pain until we are no longer enduring it.”

“El a fost asemenea unui cantec pe care l-am auzit odata in franturi dar care din acel moment  rasuna in mintea mea.”

“He was like a song I’d heard once in fragments but had been singing in my mind ever since.”

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