My pen is alight and my body aflame. Until both burn down to ash, my love and my hate will remain here in the world.
Ba JinBefore my eyes are many miserable scenes, the suffering of others and myself forces my hands to move. I become a machine for writing.
Ba JinNobody would say the cowshed was heaven and nobody would say the inhuman torture of so many victims be called a revolution of the proletariat. ... A museum should be established to remind China of the follies and disasters that had fallen from 1966 to 1976. We cannot forget what had happened and history should not repeat itself.
Ba Jin