Amy Tan
Amy Tan
Amy Tanis an American writer whose works explore mother-daughter relationships and the Chinese-American experience. Her best-known work is The Joy Luck Club, which has been translated into 25 languages. In 1993, the book was adapted into a commercially successful film...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionNovelist
Date of Birth19 February 1952
CityOakland, CA
CountryUnited States of America
woods rotten world
We are living in a world where everything is false. The society is like bright paint applied on top of rotten wood.
morning stars sunset
He asked if he could recite a poem he had written that morning: 'You speak,' he said, 'the language of shooting stars, more surprising than sunrise, more brilliant than the sun, as brief as sunset. I want to follow its trail to eternity.
memories heart tongue
Why do some memories live only on your tongue or in your nose? Why do others always stay in your heart?
fate expectations half
Fate is shaped half by expectation, half by inattention.
mother school mean
I had always assumed we had an unspoken understanding about these things: that she didn't really mean I was a failure, and I really meant I would try to respect her opinions more. But listening to Auntie Lin tonight reminds me once agian: My mother and I never really understood one another. We translated each other's meanings and I seemed to hear less than what was said, while my mother heard more. No doubt she told Auntie Lin I was going back to school to get a doctorate.
moments existence objects
All objects exist in a moment of time.
play use want
Why do you have to use me to show off? If you want to show off, then why don't you learn to play chess." - Ch. 5
memories littles way
And now I have to stop. Because every time I remember this, I have to cry a little by myself. I don't know why something that made me so happy then feels so sad now. Maybe that is the way it is with the best memories.
memories imagination different
That is the saddest part when you lose someone you love - that person keeps changing. And later you wonder, Is this the same person I lost? Maybe you lost more maybe less, then thousand different things that come from your memory or imagination - and you do not know which is which, which was true, which is false.
pride arrogance each-day
You can have pride in what you do each day, but not arrogance in what you were born with.
fate illusion joy-luck-club
I discovered that maybe it was fate all along, that faith was just an illusion that somehow you're in control.
betrayal years piano
And for all those years, we never talked about the disaster at the recital or my terrible accusations afterward at the piano bench. All that remained unchecked, like a betrayal that was now unbreakable. So I never found a way to ask her why she had hoped something so large that failure was inevitable. And even worse, I never asked her what frightened me the most: Why had she given up hope?
form left-behind behinds
And then she had to fill out so many forms she forgot why she had come and what she had left behind.
hungry greedy ifs
If you are greedy, what is inside you is what makes you always hungry.