The reason some people do not become great is because the met great people but asked the wrong questions. The problem here is not the absence of access, it is bad sense.
Life is just a slide. Back and forth between loving and leaving, remembering and forgetting, holding on and letting go.
I cannot tell you what it is that guides us in this life; but for me, I fell toward the Chairman just as a stone must fall toward the earth. When I cut my lip and met Mr. Tanaka, when my mother died and I was cruelly sold, it was all like a stream that falls over rocky cliffs before it can reach the ocean. Even now that he is gone I have him still, in the richness of my memories.