Jihyun Kim Quotes

The other night, she insisted that the moon landing had been faked. When Ji-hyun and I started arguing with her, she seemed almost happy, even when it resulted in an almost hour-long quarrel that left Ji-hyun in tears.

Men like George aren’t like us. Not like me, not like Ji-hyun. Not even my father, another man, can compare because George’s power doesn’t come only from the fact that he has a penis. It comes from his whiteness.

Men like George aren’t like us. Not like me, not like Ji-hyun. Not even my father, another man, can compare because George’s power doesn’t come only from the fact that he has a penis.

Someone once told me that the book on someone's bedside table reveals a lot about the person -- their tastes, but also the mental space they are in. Perhaps Jihyun -- based on this song -- is dreaming of a simple, conventional life. He might always have been that way. It's a good thing, I think, to be able to listen to a popular song and be able to feel something. That means you are part of a larger world, the majority of people. I want that life -- it's simple, pleasant way to live.

Ji-hyun’s eyes narrow. “Nicknames?” “Yes. You can be JH, and you—” He points at me with his index finger. “I’ll call you JW.

I knew the truth then—that our father was not going to return. But even in the dark, I could see my sister’s expression, the wrinkles across her forehead. It hurt me so badly that I found myself lying through my teeth. “Of course he’ll come back.” She turned onto her shoulder, facing me, and chewed her lower lip. “How can you be so sure?” “I just am.” Reassured, Ji-hyun curled up next to me like a cooked shrimp, her feet hanging off the bed. I stroked her silky dark hair until she fell asleep, watching as her chest rose and fell. She looked so peaceful and at ease that I almost didn’t feel guilty. Long after my mother grew quiet, I remained awake, listening to Ji-hyun snore beside me. Only then did the awfulness of our situation swim back into my heart.