I have a writer's memory, which makes everything worse than maybe it actually was.

I saw what I had been fighting for: it was for me, a scared child.

Her education only made her unhappy thinking about it - that no matter how much she changed her life, she could not change the world that surrounded her.

Only two kinds of daughters, she shouted in Chinese. Those who are obedient and those who follow their own mind!

Mothers have the huge influence, and I feel like they're always teaching us from the day we're born what to be afraid of, what to be cautious of, what we should like and what we should look like. Then we spend half of our life trying to be not like them, and then we reach another part of our lives where we see these things we can't get rid of.

While it is good to speak well, it is better to speak the truth.

We all hate moral ambiguity in some sense, and yet it is also absolutely necessary. In writing a story, it is the place where I begin.