(From the diaries of José Rizal, 1888) Japan has enchanted me. The beautiful scenery, the flowers, the trees, and the inhabitants — so pleasant. O-Sei-San, Sayonara, Sayonara! I have spent a happy golden month; I do not know if I can have another one like that in all my life. Love, money, friendship, appreciation, honors — these have not been wanting. To think that I am leaving this life for the uncertain, the unknown. There I was offered an easy way to live, beloved and esteemed… To you, I dedicate the final chapter of these memoirs of my youth. No woman, like you, has ever loved me. No woman, like … Continue reading José Rizal, O-Sei-San (臼井勢似子)