Ha Jin Quotes

You strive to have a good heart. But what is a heart? Just a chunk of flesh that a dog can eat.

You strive to have a good heart. But what is a heart? Just a chunk of flesh that a dog can eat.

Ha Jin

Once you've done it with him, he won't abandon you. If he really loves you, if he's a man with a heart, he'll follow you wherever you go. If he doesn't, he isn't the man you want, is he?

Once you've done it with him, he won't abandon you. If he really loves you, if he's a man with a heart, he'll follow you wherever you go. If he doesn't, he isn't the man you want, is he?

Ha Jin

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Jin Xuefei (simplified Chinese: 金雪飞; traditional Chinese: 金雪飛; pinyin: Jīn Xuěfēi; born February 21, 1956) is a Chinese-American poet and novelist using the pen name Ha Jin (哈金). Ha comes from his favorite city, Harbin. His poetry is associated with the Misty Poetry movement.

Ha Jin Quotes

You strive to have a good heart. But what is a heart? Just a chunk of flesh that a dog can eat.

Once you've done it with him, he won't abandon you. If he really loves you, if he's a man with a heart, he'll follow you wherever you go. If he doesn't, he isn't the man you want, is he?

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床前明月光 疑是地上霜 举头望明月 低头思故乡 《静夜思》 Moonlight spreads before my bed. I wonder if it’s hoarfrost on the ground. I raise my head to watch the moon And lowering it, I think of home. RE...

Summed up his principle of poetic composition this way: Lotus flowers come out of limpid water, / Natural without any decoration.

Relationship. Anyone who resented us being together could tattle on us. The world is never lacking in defenders of morality

You said, ‘Life is a tragedy, but its meaning lies in how we face the tragedy.

Without answering, he pulled the comforter over his head. If only he could sleep a few days in a row. He felt sorry for himself and sick of everything.

Where should he go? He wanted to find a building out of which he could jump and kill himself. How about the temple? No, it only had two stories. Too low. How about the elementary school? No, his ghost...

We ate away, reminiscing about our victories over the enemies from different streets and villages and competing with each other in casting curses. A few golden butterflies and dragonflies were flutter...

To witness is to make the truth known, but we must remember that most victims have no voice of their own, and that in bearing witness to their stories we must not appropriate them.

I work hard, I work very hard. All the books at least 30 revisions.

Indifference is the strongest contempt.

In short, he must be loyal only to his art.

He sat down in a corner and ordered half a pound of dumplings, which came in a white bowl with a blue rim. While he was eating, his memory was further revived and sharpened by the familiar taste of th...

For three days her father,

But most good writers are Don Quixote at heart, and unreasonableness is often a condition of art.

Buddha’s words are everywhere, in every sound of the universe.

But the Internet has spoiled everything—my family is able to get hold of me whenever they like. They might as well live nearby.

I would even argue that, for many displaced people, nostalgia is also blended with fear - the fear of uncertainty and of facing the challenges posed by the larger world and the fear of the absence of...

At home you could depend on your parents, but in America you are on your own and should make as many friends as you can . . . You don't know who may hold out a helpful hand in your hour of need.

床前明月光疑是地上霜举头望明月低头思故乡《静夜思》 Moonlight spreads before my bed. I wonder if it’s hoarfrost on the ground. I raise my head to watch the moon And lowering it, I think of home. RE...