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...[T]he less she saw of these women, the more she had to say about them.

Evans' allusions sometime seem made more for their dusty academic qualities than for purposes of comparative meaning. I don't see how she would have connected the scene of a grown man giving a toddling girl a ride on his shoulder with the story of Ganymede and Zeus otherwise.

Beginning a work that's 200 pages longer than one realizes isn't the greatest experience, but at least it gave me an excuse to actually give credit to all the contributors to this anthology.

So now GRAmazon's shoved CAPTCHA's in reviews. I feel this wouldn't have happened if the Goodreads Feedback group hadn't been completely annihilated, but I suppose that's the point.

It's amazing how certain followers zero in on the rare white boy book I favorably review to the almost total exclusion of every other work I deign to fully go through and comment on. And by amazing I mean, why do y'all even bother following me?

It wouldn't take much to write this frantic fight scene and its caring aftermath queer, but that'd be too much for those obsessed with class differences and heterosexuality.

This question abashed the Public Prosecutor. He had never yet happened to ask himself whether he was an old woman or whether he was something else.

[A]unt Dot said if one started not condoning governments, one would have to give up travel altogether, and even remaining in Britain would be pretty difficult.

It is a memory that gives a more exquisite touch to tenderness, that feeds the madness of jealousy, and adds the last keenness to the agony of despair.

When someone from a country I've never been to likes a review that I wrote of a book written by an author from the same country, I always feel like I haven't screwed up that much in life.

The fact that every follower alert I get these days means a 50/50 chance of having to block another porn bot says a lot about this website and the direction its owners are choosing to take.

Increasingly I began to think that my neglect of the living world around me was a far more serious fault than my ignorance of the world of science and philosophy.

Yu Jian (1954- ) - "File O"

In his study there was always some book lying about, with a bookmark laid in on page 14, which he had bern steadily reading for two years by now.

My sixth work of Evans' read in less than a decade. At this rate, I might actually read everything substantial of hers before the current decade is through.

'Young Adult Week' on a site that's refused to acknowledge its porn bot problem for over a year. That's rich.

Part Three - The Post-Mao Era: 1976 - Present

Flaubert sure does have quite the imagination when it comes to being an apologist for the class system, doesn't he.

Part Two - 1949-1976: The Revolutionary Era

While we were busied in stating reasons why we did not wish to die, did we bother about discovering why we were still alive?

Some translations really make you work for it.

The events of the duel are my favorite part of the work thus far.

One either likes or dislikes China, and then proceeds to justify one's likes or dislikes. That is just as well, for we must take some sort of attitude toward China to justify ourselves as intelligent beings.

-Lin Yutang, My Country and My People, 1935

You sound like a bourgeois who always thinks that you become a Communist in order to pick your neighbor's pocket.

This was the find that convinced me that a newly come across used bookstore was a keeper, and I'm quite pleased to finally be getting to it.

Don't you love it when you're sitting around reading and minding your own business when the human (maybe) version of a YouTube ad infiltrates the 'currently reading' topic of yet another of your groups with its doublepost promotion of reviews of reads that have nothing to do with the group's focus?

GRAmazon's shoving you into another person's friend list upon you accepting a request just makes me even more less inclined to dealing with friend requests in general, and that's saying something.

John Keats may not seem as sophisticated a paperback for the hip pocket of a self-conscious student as Beckett, Bellow, or Musil, for example, but his greatness is not something that can be diminished by the stupidity of the newly adult. You can't outgrow Keats any more than you can outgrow nitrogen.

Frédéric was overcome with joy and had difficulty in restraining himself from singing; he felt the need to share his happiness with someone, to perform some act of charity. He looked around to see if there was anybody needing help. There was no poor wretch in sight at the moment; his generous impulse petered out; and he was never one to go out searching for that kind of opportunity.

Zhu Ziqing (1898-1948): ...A patriot and a peace activist, he opposed Chiang Kai-shek, who started the civil war in 1946. He died of hunger in 1948 because he refused to accept food aid from Chiang's backer, the United States.