Best 4 quotes of Eileen Chang on MyQuotes

Between memory and reality there are awkward discrepancies.

Life is an extravagant gown, riddled with lice.

She wasn’t a bird in a cage. A bird in a cage, when the cage is opened, can still fly away. She was a bird embroidered onto a screen — a white bird in clouds of gold stitched onto a screen of melancholy satin. The years passed; the bird’s feathers darkened, mildewed, and were eaten by moths, but the bird stayed on the screen even in death.

Shijun, we can't go back.