Having A Baby Is Painful In Order

You Make Choices That Are Good And Sound, But The Gods Have Other Plans For You.

I Wonder If There Was Anything I Would Have Done Differently. I Hope I Would Have Done Everything Differently, Except I Know Everything Would Have Turned Out The Same. That's The Meaning Of Fate.

Parents Die, Daughters Grow Up And Marry Out, But Sisters Are For Life.

Our Words Had To Be Circumspect. We Could Not Write Anything Too Negative About Our Circumstances. This Was Tricky, Since The Very Form Of A Married Woman's Letter Needed To Include The Usual Complaints -- That We Were Pathetic, Powerless, Worked To The Bone, Homesick, And Sad. We Were Supposed To Speak Directly About Our Feelings Without Appearing Ungrateful, No-account, Or Unfilial.

I’ve Never Thought Much About Whether I Was Happy Or If I Had Fun As A Child. I Was A So-so Girl Who Lived With A So-so Family In A So-so Village. I Didn’t Know That There Might Be Another Way To Live, And I Didn’t Worry About It Either.