I Left Beijing In 1987, Shortly Before

My Hope Is That The Chinese Government Will Come To Realise That It Is Futile To Repress Free Speech, And That Contrary To What They Believe A Regime's Strength Rests Not Its Suppression Of A Plurality Of Opinions And Ideas, But In Its Capacity And Willingness To Encourage Them.

Living In London Is Like Being On A Luxury Cruise Liner.

I Left Beijing In 1987, Shortly Before My Books Were Banned There, But Have Returned Continually.

In 1989, I Was On Tiananmen Square With The Students, Living In Their Makeshift Tents And Joining Their Jubilant Singing Of The Internationale. In The Two Decades Since, Each Time That I Have Gone Back, Visions From Those Days Seem To Return With Increasing Persistence.

I Will Not Let A Political Party Tell Me How To Live, When To Die Or What To Believe In. Our Souls Are Linked To The Universe, But We Can Never See Heaven, Because Our Flesh Ties Us To The Earth And The People Around Us. But When The People Around You Have Lost Their Will To Be Free, Then Earth Becomes A Hell.