Quotes from Lisa See

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When they die, they keep loving. If love ends when a person dies, that is not real love.

Always remember how to behave, how to speak to people, how to respect the world around you

It takes a lifetime to make a friend, but you can lose one in an hour," she recites. "Life without a friend is life without sun. Life without a friend is death.

After bracken is picked nine times, it will sprout again. The saying Fall down eight times, stand up nine reminds us of this and symbolizes the wish for the dead to pave the way for future generations

Joy doesn't smart-tongue him. It's not because he tries to control her as a proper Chinese father should or that she's an obedient Chinese daughter. Instead, she's like a pearl in his palm - forever precious; to Joy, he's the solid ground on which she walks - forever steady and reliable.

My bound feet were extremely beautiful—my best feature—and I took great pride in them. Ordinarily I paid strict attention to Willow's ministrations, making sure that my deep crease was fully cleaned, calluses cut away, any fragments of broken bone that poked through my skin sanded down, and my nails kept as short as possible.

Deh-ja smiles happily. "Let it be a son. Let it be a son. Let it be a son.

It's hard for a snake to go back to Hell once its had a taste of Heaven.

I always think about the tie between emotions and the body. Fierce joy attacks yang; fierce anger damages yin. If I were to write a book, I'd want to include Liver-related conditions that are affected by the different types of anger we women must hide from our husbands, mothers-in-law, and concubines. And then there are the ailments connected to Lung emotions—sadness and worry.

For all the women in my family, for all the lives they've lived

This is how things were: heavyhearted, but done in the traditional manner. THE

Raising a girl and marrying her off is like building a fancy road for others to use.

I close my eyes. I hear the voices of the past in the wind and in the beating of my heart.

Friendship is a contract between two hearts. With hearts united, women can laugh and cry, live and die together.

Maybe we're all like that with our mothers. They seem ordinary until one day they're extraordinary.

Dad was the biological vessel who helped put my soul into this body

This is a novel about sisters...typically sisters are the longest relationship we'll have in our lifetimes. A sister is someone who should stand by you and support you and love you no matter what, and yet it's also your sister who knows exactly where to drive the knife and hurt you the most.

My father had shown me devotion, love, and many kindnesses over the years, but I now saw that my being a girl had diminished me in his affections. I cried and Grandmother held me.

Lying next to her, looking at her face in the moonlight, feeling the delicate weight of her small hand on my cheek, listening to her breathing deepen, I wondered how could I make her love me the way I longed to be loved.

We've tried to keep her connected to her Chinese background and we've always felt really good about that, but what if, instead of building her Chinese identity, it's only served to make her feel separate from us and not 100 percent our daughter?

Could love be strong enough to outlast death not once but three times?

Più a lungo dura la notte, più i sogni si fanno capricciosi.

I had always thought it was her way of blinding herself to the messiness of the way we lived. Now I realised it was easier for her mind to go out through the air far above the clouds then to acknowledge the ugliness right before her eyes.