“She asked me if Christmas was a particularly tense time and whether my father had ever hit my mother while trimming the tree. I couldn't remember anything like that happening, and although it seemed possible, I was suspicious when she… — Camilla Gibb Copy Share Image
“Clench clench these strong teeth in this strong mouth. My mouth. Of my body. In my house. My mouth? Chapped lips swollen and bloody? Dream dreaming wide and thunder? My mouth! My God! This is me speaking. Not mouthing. Not typing and twitching. Not writing a suicide note the length of a novel that will never be finished. I hear… — Camilla Gibb Copy Share
It is his absence that is part of me and has been for years. This is who I am, perhaps who we all are,… — Camilla Gibb Copy Share Image
“In tourism college they were taught that American notions of what constitutes a personal question are quite different from their own. Tư has learned… — Camilla Gibb Copy Share Image
“I marvelled at her capabilities as a mother - naturally empathic but no pushover, funny and generous, frank about her own limitations and the… — Camilla Gibb Copy Share Image
“If someone eliminates the obstacles you believe to be in front of you, then you have no choice but to try. Fail spectacularly, if… — Camilla Gibb Copy Share Image
It is not simply what one remembers, but why. There are sites of amputation where the past is severed from the body of the… — Camilla Gibb Copy Share Image
“She asked me if Christmas was a particularly tense time and whether my father had ever hit my mother while trimming the tree. I… — Camilla Gibb Copy Share Image
“I suspect we can all be domesticated by love, but when love is threatened or broken, our suspicions and mistrust are confirmed. Experience has… — Camilla Gibb Copy Share Image
That idea is strange to me. People keep on loving? People keep on loving even if you are not there in their face everyday… — Camilla Gibb Copy Share Image
“I never expected to be happy, to have a sense of belonging somewhere. I didn't grow up with a sense that this was possible… — Camilla Gibb Copy Share Image
“We come to know ourselves only through stories. We listen to the stories of others, we inherit the stories of those who came before,… — Camilla Gibb Copy Share Image
“The history of Vietnam lies in this bowl, for it is in Hanoi, the Vietnamese heart, that phở was born, a combination of the… — Camilla Gibb Copy Share Image
