An Armenian Journalist's Notes

Memoirs of a Geisha. a different love story from a different world…


You should probably have see at lease the movie entitled “Memoirs of a Geisha”, a very celebrated one, or have heard about the novel. Well, an hour ago I came across the movie available in YouTube, so I put aside what I was doing and watched it again. Beautiful… This is what I can tell. Beautiful given love story!

So I thought it would be reasonable to share it with you as well. So… Here are some quotes from the movie and of course, the movie itself 🙂

A story like mine should never be told. For my world is as forbidden as it is fragile. Without its mysteries it cannot survive. I certainly wasn’t born to the life of a geisha. Like so much in my strange life, I was carried there by the current.

Geisha… She paints her face to hide her face. Her eyes are deep water. It is not for Geisha to want. It is not for geisha to feel. Geisha is an artist of the floating world. She dances, she sings. She entertains you, whatever you want. The rest is shadows, the rest is secret.

You cannot say to the sun, “More sun.” Or to the rain, “Less rain.” To a man, geisha can only be half a wife. We are the wives of nightfall. And yet, to learn kindness after so much unkindness, to understand that a little girl with more courage than she knew, would find her prayers were answered, can that not be called happiness? After all these are not the memoirs of an empress, nor of a queen. These are memoirs of another kind.

Source of the photo here