Lai Girl Quotes

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How easily we abandon those who have suffered the same persecutions as we have. How quickly we grow impatient with their inability to transcend the conditions of our lives.
Larissa Lai (Salt Fish Girl)
I hate being told I can't do something because I'm a girl!
Thanhhà Lại
When you own nothing, it’s hard to believe you have anything to lose.
Larissa Lai (Salt Fish Girl)
This story is about stink, after all, a story about rot, about how life grows out of the most fetid-smelling places. I leaned into the wall of the coiled cabin, snail, the body curled in upon itself, spine coiled, a snake lying in wait.
Larissa Lai (Salt Fish Girl)
We all know that joy and sorrow are entirely matters of fate and have nothing whatsoever to do with planning.
Larissa Lai (Salt Fish Girl)
His sister. His de'lai. A girl he'd never met until a few months ago, and yet had somehow always known. Brave in a way he'd never been. Dark and bloodstained and scarred to the bone. She had every reason in the world to be nothing but rage and hatred and misery. But he knew, as much as she tried to hide it, she hadn't let life turn her cold. She loved with a heart as fierce as lions. Gave in a way that left her bleeding, but never broken. Because even with all she'd lost, all she'd sacrificed, all the hurt heaped upon her shoulders, she'd still come back. She still came back for me. He could feel it, burning out in that storm of rage and shadows. The love she felt for him. Too bright to smother, even beneath the power of a god.
Jay Kristoff (Darkdawn (The Nevernight Chronicle, #3))
That night the Salt Fish Girl came back looking exhausted and dishevelled. A Malaysian girl who worked at her factory had been stricken with hysteria, had gone to the toilet and begun screaming and tearing at her hair. She had been working at the factory for nearly three years and was half blind and bored out of her wits with the tedious repetitiveness of the work. Her hysteria had provoked others, until half the women in the factory were screaming and howling and throwing themselves against the walls in sheer frustration with the dreariness of their toil and the damage it was exacting from their once young bodies and once bright faces.
Larissa Lai (Salt Fish Girl)
This is what it's like to drown: You take a last look at the sky, a last breath, slowly. Air goes into your lungs and then you are under water. You let the air out molecule by molecule, realizing for the first time how precious it is, this thing that feels so much like nothing, neither liquid nor solid. Your eyes are open wide. The world goes cool and green and you keep falling. There are shapes in the darkness, fronds of river weed waving, dark indescribable things that float and then sink with you. You never knew you were so heavy. The density of your flesh has never been of such prime importance. The air leaks out of you in spite of your mightiest attempts to hold it. You need more but there is none. Leafy things flail. The water's coolness is no longer soothing. You gasp. Water rushes into your lungs and floods them. Your eyes stare wider. You thrash. You want more than anything to live, to be able to rise again, but you keep falling. The river is bottomless. It pushes you along in the direction of its current like an impatient auntie, but it won't let you to the surface. Your eyes are wide open, but slowly everything goes black. You begin to float beneath the surface. You are conscious of the coolness again, of how green everything is. You move with the water and through it. You have left your body far behind. The river has become a part of you.
Larissa Lai (Salt Fish Girl)
Acum dorești să vorbești cu una din fetele sau băieții sau ce-or fi care au scris mesajele, sau cu unul din cei șapte pitici? Pe care l-ai dori? Îl avem pe Mutulică, Hapciu', Morocănosu', Rușinosu', Somnorosu', Năsosu' și încă unul al cărui nume va trebui să-l caut pentru dumneata.
Ali Smith (Girl Meets Boy)
The library was a great sprawling complex with rolls and rolls of paper tucked into many shelves. Between the reading rooms were courtyards with living fountains and singing birds and butterflies that would transform into handsome young women to guide or entertain anyone who stayed there any length of time. I saw one among the stacks, explaining an older style of calligraphy to the newly appointed Heavenly Marine Official of the South China Sea. In another wing, a librarian stepped from her chrysalis for the first time, reciting T’ang Dynasty poetry to the flowers. That’s how I knew I was in the right section.
Larissa Lai (Salt Fish Girl)
I did not understand the fierce love that drove [my father] any more than I understood his fears of a rapidly changing world. I was a sheltered child, living out of my parents' utopian dream as though it were reality. They did not show me the cracks. And out of loyalty and love for them, when I sensed the cracks, I refused to see them. But of course this unspoken pact could not last.
Larissa Lai (Salt Fish Girl)
It was then that stories of the dreaming disease began to circulate more widely. We heard from our customers of a girl who smelled of cooking oil, who remembered all the wars ever fought. She could recall and recount every death, every rape, every wound, every moment of suffering that had ever been inflicted by a member of her ancestral lineage. The only place she could find relief from this barrage of collective memory was in water.
Larissa Lai (Salt Fish Girl)
Misss Scott shows the class photographs of a burned, naked girl running, crying down a dirt road of people climbing, screaming. desperate to get on the last helicopter out of Saigon of skeletal refugees, crammed aboard a sinking fishing boat, reaching up to the heavens for help of mounds of combat boots abandoned by soldiers of the loosing side. She's telling the class Where I'm from. She should have shown something about papayas and Tet. No one would believe me but at times I would choose wartime in Saigon over peacetime in Alabama.
Thanhhà Lại (Inside Out & Back Again)
Like all rich girls, Elizabeth Swanson was a professional equestrian.
Matthew Legare (Reds and Whites (Tom Lai # 2))
This story is about stink, after all, a story about rot, about how life grows out of the most fetid-smelling places.
Larissa Lai (Salt Fish Girl)