A Quote by Arthur Golden

It was what we Japanese called the onion life, peeling away a layer at a time and crying all the while. — © Arthur Golden
It was what we Japanese called the onion life, peeling away a layer at a time and crying all the while.
Touring Seoul is like an onion that you keep peeling away layer after layer.
Acting is like peeling an onion. You have to peel away each layer to reveal another.
It's toughest to forgive ourselves. So it's probably best to start with other people. It's almost like peeling an onion. Layer by layer, forgiving others, you really do get to the point where you can forgive yourself.
Life is like an onion: you peel off layer after layer and then you find there is nothing in it.
He says I'm a regular onion! I keep him busy peeling away the layers.
Life is like an onion. You peel it off one layer at a time, and sometimes you weep.
A good or great performance is like peeling an onion; in every scene you reveal another layer, something the audience hasn't seen until then. They stay involved because they are constantly learning about and discovering the character they are watching. They can't take you for granted and it keeps them hooked.
Onion juice and peel applied to the face and scalp is a great natural detoxifier. I followed it for some time but it kills your social life! You can say I didn't find it very a-peeling.
Don't bother to argue anything on the Internet. And I mean, ANYTHING.... The most innocuous, innocent, harmless, basic topics will be misconstrued by people trying to deconstruct things down to the sub-atomic level and entirely miss the point.... Seriously. Keep peeling the onion and you get no onion.
Man is like an onion. His potential is exposed one layer at a time until all he is, is known by all.
I said this man [Donald Trump] is peeling back the onion of White civility; and every level of that onion that he peels back, more and more of the nakedness of rancor and hate and bitterness is coming up out of the followers. This is one of the most interesting of all of the political presidential runs that I have had the blessing of seeing in my 83 years on this planet.
Bert's wallet is like an onion. Any time he opens it, he starts crying.
The (editing) work was like peeling an onion. The outer skin came off with difficulty... but in no time youd be down to its innards, tears streaming from your eyes as more and more beautiful reductions became possible.
How pleasant,' Dona said, peeling her fruit; 'the rest of us can only run away from time to time, and however much we pretend to be free, we know it is only for a little while - our hands and our feet are tied.
I've learned that ayahuasca works in levels, a little like peeling an onion. It is complex and something you really have to experience to understand.
I am thinking of the onion again. . . . Not self-righteous like the proletarian potato, nor a siren like the apple. No show-off like the banana. But a modest, self-effacing vegetable, questioning, introspective, peeling itself away, or merely radiating halos like ripples.
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