"She cried,"No Choice!No Choice!" She doesn't know. If she doesn't speak, she is making a choice. If she doesn't try, she can lose her chance forever."I know this, because i was raised the Chinese way: I was taught to desire nothing, to swallow other's misery, to eat my own bitterness."
"All of us are like stairs, one step after another, going up and down, but all going the same way,"
"Your tears do not wash away your sorrows. They feed someone else's joy. And that is why you must learn to swallow your own tears."
"A girl in China did not marry for love. She married for position.."
"In the afternoon, she and I would go on long silent rides in the city, searching for a bolt of silk in a color she could not seem to name. Her unhappiness was this same way. She could not name it."
"All of us are like stairs, one step after another, going up and down, but all going the same way,"
"Your tears do not wash away your sorrows. They feed someone else's joy. And that is why you must learn to swallow your own tears."
"A girl in China did not marry for love. She married for position.."
"In the afternoon, she and I would go on long silent rides in the city, searching for a bolt of silk in a color she could not seem to name. Her unhappiness was this same way. She could not name it."