The truly creative mind in any field is no more than this: A human creature born abnormally, inhumanly sensitive. To him... a touch is a blow, a sound is a noise, a misfortune is a tragedy, a joy is a...
Life is the wonder with which we are all infused. …
But the railroads are a new force. No hatred is in their history. They heal the wounds of the past, and they reach toward the future.
When hope is taken away from the people moral degeneration follows swiftly after.
Truebone family,
Island of Komudo,
And looked sharply across the street. There was only one house
When there were none but these two left in the hall, Wang the Tiger leaned forward out of his carven seat and he said in a hard, hoarse voice, Woman, you are free. Choose where you will go and I will...
Wang Lung sat smoking, thinking of the silver as it had lain upon the table. It had come out of the earth, this silver, out of the earth that he ploughed and turned and spent himself upon. He took his...
To hate another human being is to take a worm into one’s own vitals. It consumes life.
The time had come for him to use a dangerous weapon. Venerable, he said, if the Emperor’s manhood was destroyed, how is it that he begot a son and one so sturdy as the young Emperor?
Spring passed and summer passed into harvest and in the hot autumn sun before winter comes Wang Lung sat where his father had sat against the wall. And he thought no more about anything now except his...
Out of the woman's great brown breast the milk gushed forth for the child, milk as white as snow, and when the child suckled at the one breast it flowed like a fountain from the other, ans she let it...
In the ancient Book of History, upon which Confucius himself based his philosophy, it is said...The people must be cherished, The people must not be oppressed,The people are the root of the country.If...
He lived in the rich city as alien as a rat in a rich man's house that is fed on scraps thrown away, and hides here and there and is never a part of the real life of the house.
For generations fathers had watched earth and sea.
But no, it was not the small single moment which had killed him. It was the anger of all his life here in this house which he himself had built and lived in and hated all his years.
And out of his heaviness there stood out strangely but one clear thought and it was a pain to him, and it was this, that he wished he had not taken the two pearls from O-lan that day when she was wash...
We need to restore the full meaning of that old word duty. It is the other side of rights.
Under the decree and guidance of the great King Sejong.