If You Have Love, Even Plain Cold

I Like To Have Chinese Furniture In My Home As A Constant And Painful Reminder Of How Much Has Been Destroyed In China. The Contrast Between The Beauty Of The Past And The Ugliness Of The Modern Is Nowhere Sharper Than In China.

My Grandmother's Feet Had Been Bound When She Was Two Years Old. Her Mother...first Wound A Piece Of White Cloth About Twenty Feet Long Round Her Feet, Bending All The Toes Except The Big Toe Inward And Under The Sole. Then She Placed A Large Stone On Top To Crush The Arch.

At The Age Of Fifteen My Grandmother Became The Concubine Of A Warlord General.

I Remember When My Mother Pointed To A Stone, And She Said This Was The Kind Of Stone People Used To Place On The Feet Of The Baby Girls To Stop Them Trying To Climb Away And Unbind Their Feet.

The Chinese Seemed To Be Mourning Mao In A Heartfelt Fashion. But I Wondered How Many Of Their Tears Were Genuine. People Had Practiced Acting To Such A Degree That They Confused It With Their True Feelings.