“You could play it one way and play it another, the same note sounding different depending on how you decided to hear it. You could try to do all the right things and still feel wrong inside.” — Lisa Ko Copy Share Image
“In Ridgeborough, when Deming Guo was no longer a name that was said aloud, he used to picture the Other Deming and Other Mama,… — Lisa Ko Copy Share Image
“Daniel was malleable, everyone and no one, a collector of moods, a careful observer of the right thing to say. He watched other people’s… — Lisa Ko Copy Share Image
“If he could just talk to his mother in person, maybe he could figure out who he should be.” — Lisa Ko Copy Share Image
“The other instructors, even his mother, laughed at him for making work harder for himself and not teaching the workbook. But his students were… — Lisa Ko Copy Share Image
“The boat rocked in the waves, and as I saw the lights of Kowloon come through the fog, I held the railing, breathless. How… — Lisa Ko Copy Share Image
“Daniel was malleable, everyone and no one, a collector of moods, a careful observer of the right thing to say.” — Lisa Ko Copy Share Image
“Always be prepared, she liked to say. Never rely on anyone else to give you things you could get yourself. She despised laziness, softness,… — Lisa Ko Copy Share Image
“Deming and his mother loved everything bagels, the sheer balls of it, the New York audacity that a bagel could proclaim to be everything,… — Lisa Ko Copy Share Image
“It was that kind of mindfuck: to be too visible and invisible at the same time, in the ways it mattered the most.” — Lisa Ko Copy Share Image
“My father used to say women yapped too much, that some women would be better off not talking at all. So I’d grown up… — Lisa Ko Copy Share Image
“It was a funny thing, forgiveness. You could spend years being angry with someone and then realize you no longer felt the same, that… — Lisa Ko Copy Share Image
“Then the shoreline would grown dimmer and the blue would shoot in all directions, filling the frame around me, the sky so big it… — Lisa Ko Copy Share Image
“The disc of a record was hardier yet more delicate than plasticky CDs. A record was to be treasured, its circle scratches a mysterious… — Lisa Ko Copy Share Image
