The Melting-pot Idea Is Futile ... The

When We Know What We Want To Prove, We Go Out And Find Our Facts. They Are Always There.

Just About Everything Significant In My Life Happened After I Passed Forty. I Was A Housewife And Mother, But Yearned To Be A Writer. I Worked At My Writing Whenever I Could Snatch A Moment, And I Assembled Several Manuscripts. I Was Just About Forty When My First Novel, East Wind, West Wind, Was Published. Then A Few Months Later Came The Good Earth. My Career Was Launched At Last, And It Has Given Me The Richest Possible Satisfaction

Nothing And No One Can Destroy The Chinese People. They Are Relentless Survivors. They Are The Oldest Civilized People On Earth. Their Civilization Passes Through Phases But Its Basic Characteristics Remain The Same. They Yield, They Bend To The Wind, But They Never Break.

The Boundary Between Civilization And Barbarism Is Difficult To Draw: Put One Ring In Your Nose And You Are A Savage, Put Two Rings In Your Ears And You Are Civilized.

Science And Religion, Religion And Science, Put It As It May, They Are The Two Sides Of The Same Glass, Through Which We See Darkly Until These Two Focus Together, Reveal The Truth.