What is a secret wish?" "It is what you want but cannot ask.

I was intelligent enough to make up my own mind. I not only had freedom of choice, I had freedom of expression.

I think we often write because we feel a loneliness, and people read for the same reason, and then they come away feeling a little less lonely.

But later that day, the streets of Kweilin were strewn with newspapers reporting great Kuomintang victories, and on top of these papers, like fresh fish from a butcher, lay rows of people - men, women and children who had never lost hope, but had lost their lives instead.

Memory feeds imagination.

I wanted my children to have the best combination: American circumstances and Chinese character. How could I know these things do not mix?

All objects exist in a moment of time.