I would never describe a cloud as 'fluffy'—in Chinese or in English.

There are people who are willing to work within the system, and people who don't want to work with the system at all.

It is a Chinese tradition that everyone has to be in everyone else's life.

I think our eyes are trained to look for what we want to see.

Your characters are always your children. And while you are writing, you're keeping them safe. Now they're ready to go into the world and it's sad. I'm happy with the way the novel came out but all the characters' ending really saddened me.

The decaying that had dragged on for too long had only turned tragedy into nuisance; death, when it strikes, better completes its annihilating act on the first try.

What a long way it is from one life to another: yet why write if not for that distance; if things can be let go, every before replaced by an after.