“She wasn’t a bird in a cage. A bird in a cage, when the cage is opened, can still fly away. She was a bird embroidered onto a screen — a white bird in clouds of gold stitched onto a… — Eileen Chang Copy Share Image
“Opening her handbag, she took out a small bottle of perfume and touched the stopper behind her ears. Its cool, glassy edge felt like… — Eileen Chang Copy Share Image
“She wasn’t a bird in a cage. A bird in a cage, when the cage is opened, can still fly away. She was a… — Eileen Chang Copy Share Image
“In that little pocket-size world of his, he was the absolute master.” — Eileen Chang Copy Share Image
