I am still learning about love. I thought I understood it--not just mother love, but the love for one's parents, for one's husband, and for one's laotong. I've experienced the other types of love--pity love, respectful love and gratitude love.… — Lisa See Copy Share Image
In every message she spoke of birds, of flight, of the world away. Even back then, she flew against what was presented to her. I wanted to cling to her wings and soar, no matter how intimidated I was. — Lisa See Copy Share Image
“the birth of the twins and what happened to them, although traditional, has transformed me as irreversibly as soaking cloth in a vat of… — Lisa See Copy Share Image
When the sun is shining, think of the time it won't be, because even when you're sitting in your house with the doors shut,… — Lisa See Copy Share Image
Snow Flower was my old same for life. I had a greater and deeper love for her than I could ever feel for a… — Lisa See Copy Share Image
“When she reaches the ground, she looks from the old woman to me. A moment of confusion. Then recognition. I know her too, because… — Lisa See Copy Share Image
“huigan—causes us to turn inward and reflect as the liquor coats our tongues, shimmers down our throats, and then rises again as fragrance. The… — Lisa See Copy Share Image
“...maybe writing doesn't require sacrifice. Maybe it's a gift to experience emotions through our brushes, ink, and paper. I wrote out sorrow, fear, and… — Lisa See Copy Share Image
“You can always count on people to crowded your party when you’re in glory but you should never dream of people sending you charcoal… — Lisa See Copy Share Image
It used to happen in villages and towns in China that they would have - I guess you'd call them beauty contests - where… — Lisa See Copy Share Image
“So many mistakes. So many errors. So much tragedy as a result. In that moment I understood that the cruelest words in the universe… — Lisa See Copy Share Image
