Why is she afraid?” he asked. “She’s not Anjin-san. Just a little nervous. Please excuse her. She’s never seen a foreigner close to before.” “Tell her when the moon’s full, barbarians sprout horns and fire comes out of our mouths like dragons.
Sometimes it’s wiser to give a quarry extra line – that’s how to catch a fish, neh?
So easy now that Elder Sister has explained to her what all young girls in houses are taught – that with care and meticulous acting and tears of pretended pain and fear, and the final modest telltale stains cautiously placed, a girl can, if necessary, be virgin ten times for ten different men.
Damn what you like, Pieterzoon. But don’t damn liquor. It’s the stuff of life!
Only merchants have money to waste, and what are they but parasites who create nothing, grow nothing, make nothing but feed off another’s labor?
It’s a saying they have, that a man has a false heart in his mouth for the world to see, another in his breast to show to his special friends and his family, and the real one, the true one, the secret one, which is never known to anyone except to himself alone, hidden only God knows where.
Patience means restraining yourself. There are seven emotions, Joy, anger, anxiety, adoration, grief, fear, and hate. If a man doesn’t give way to these, he’s patient. I’m not as strong as I might be but I’m patient.