Celeste Ng

“called you by name so insistently unless they”

— Celeste Ng

I keep a writer's notebook and also put all my daily schedules and to-do lists in it.

— Celeste Ng

Gore isn't required for a good story, but adversity is.

— Celeste Ng

“grown up surrounded by a kind of resigned cynicism,”

— Celeste Ng

I would never tell myself, you have to write 20 pages today or something. But I do try to show up. Read…

— Celeste Ng

There's this sense that whiteness is the default and does not need to be questioned. That you've got a race if you're…

— Celeste Ng

“One had followed the rules, and one had not. But the problem with rules... was that they implied a right way and…

— Celeste Ng

“Parents, she thought, learned to survive touching their children less and less.”

— Celeste Ng

“Change doesn't just happen,” her mother had always said, echoing the Shaker motto. “It has to be planned.”

— Celeste Ng

“Parents, she thought, learned to survive touching their children less and less. As a baby Pearl had clung to her; she’d worn…

— Celeste Ng

“It came, over and over, down to this: What made someone a mother? Was it biology alone, or was it love?”

— Celeste Ng

Whenever I travel, I seem to get sick - it's probably inevitable when you're on a plane every single day.

— Celeste Ng

“They did not care if Pearl saw them this way. They were so artlessly beautiful, even right out of bed. Where did…

— Celeste Ng

“There was an ease between them that, Moody was sure, could only come from being intimately comfortable with another person’s body.”

— Celeste Ng

Can fiction teach us? Absolutely. Fiction has the power to illustrate place, era, and atmosphere in vivid detail. But it is not…

— Celeste Ng

“To a parent, your child wasn’t just a person: your child was a place, a kind of Narnia, a vast eternal place…

— Celeste Ng

“Just days before, hundreds of miles away, another couple had married, too—a white man, a black woman, who would share a most…

— Celeste Ng

“Any act of writing is an act of empathy: you try to imagine yourself into another person’s mind and skin. I tried…

— Celeste Ng

“To a parent, your child wasn't just a person: your child was a *place*, a kind of Narnia, a vast eternal place…

— Celeste Ng

“She'll pause over a peppermint, still twisted in cellophane, and wonder if it's significant, if it had meant something to Lydia, if…

— Celeste Ng

My husband's parents were both English teachers for decades.

— Celeste Ng

“But the problem with rules, he reflected, was that they implied a right way and a wrong way to do things. When,…

— Celeste Ng

I began using the #smallacts hashtag on Twitter shortly after the 2016 election as a way to resist. To resist the intolerance…

— Celeste Ng

“– and Mia realized that she was crossing into a place she would have to go alone.”

— Celeste Ng

“She smelled of home...as if home had never been a place, but had always been this little person whom she'd carried alongside…

— Celeste Ng