In Chinese love stories the one who loves always starts by borrowing a book from the beloved.

It would evidently take more than a political regime, more than dire poverty to stop a woman from wanting to be well-dressed: it was a desire as old as the world, as old as the desire for children.

A woman's beauty is a treasure beyond price.

In the end we had changed the position of the hands so many times that we had no idea what the time really was.

I was carried away, swept along by the mighty stream of words pouring from the hundreds of pages. To me it was the ultimate book: once you had read it, neither your own life nor the world you lived in would ever look the same.

In Chinese love stories the one who loves always starts by borrowing a book from the beloved.

Calligraphy may well be simply an artistic version of another form, that is the ideograms which make up the poem, but then not only does it reflect the character and temperament of the artist but . . . also betrays his heart rate, his breathing.