How Unlike A Dead Fish A Live

Joy And Life Exist Nowhere But The Present.

I Learned To Make My Mind Large, As The Universe Is Large, So That There Is Room For Paradoxes.

And I Had To Get Out Of Hating Range.

When We Chinese Girls Listened To The Adults Talk-story, We Learned That We Failed If We Grew Up To Be But Wives Or Slaves. We Could Be Heroines, Swordswomen. Even If She Had To Rage Across All China, A Swordswoman Got Even With Anybody Who Hurt Her Family. Perhaps Women Were Once So Dangerous That They Had To Have Their Feet Bound.

When I Am Composing, I Try To Clear My Mind Of Having To Publish, Or Having To Sell A Book Or Find Readers. That Kind Of Thinking Gets In The Way.