The Girl Who Wrote in Silk Quotes

“His words made Mei Lien stumble. How could this be happening? How could these men barge in here and force them to sail “home” to a country where Mei Lien had never been? A country her father had bid farewell to with no intention of returning?”
― Kelli Estes, The Girl Who Wrote in Silk

“Their only crime was being Chinese, something the white people in America considered lower than farm animals. No matter that the Chinese had built their railroads, chopped their lumber, snd canned their salmon. The Chinese had worked just as hard, if not harder, than any white man on this soil, but now they were being kicked out. Unwanted. Unclean. A nuisance.”
― Kelli Estes, The Girl Who Wrote in Silk

“The longer she was here, the more she felt like a snake shedding its skin, like something tight and constricting was falling off her. For nine years she'd focused on her studies and her goals for the future, and now that her future was upon her, she wanted only to sink into the comfort of the past.”
― Kelli Estes, The Girl Who Wrote in Silk

“All those bodies floating in the water next to the ship. I couldn’t get them out of my mind so I looked again at newspapers from that time. Three Chinese bodies were found washed ashore within”
― Kelli Estes, The Girl Who Wrote in Silk

“Mei Lien nodded. “Yes, Bàba. Can you carry our things? I’ll get Năinai.” Grandmother needed to be carried wherever she went because her deformed feet prevented her from putting much weight on them. Mei”
― Kelli Estes, The Girl Who Wrote in Silk

“We’re”
― Kelli Estes, The Girl Who Wrote in Silk

“In the moon road on the water, Mei Lien saw her father laughing with her as he taught her mah-jongg at the rickety table in front of his store. She watched Grandmother's wrinkled hands patiently guiding her own through short, precise stitches on silk, the smell of ginger and onions scenting the air. The memories rolled together, coming faster and faster, then pausing on one image only to flash forward again, pulling her in, soothing her.”
― Kelli Estes, The Girl Who Wrote in Silk

“But it should not matter that she was Chinese and the men walking away from her were not. They were all human, and that, at the most basic level, entitled Father to receive help.”
― Kelli Estes, The Girl Who Wrote in Silk

“Her mom used to tell her that she loved the morning best because even the wind was still asleep, which kept the water smooth as glass. There was no better place to watch the world wake up than from on the water.”
― Kelli Estes, The Girl Who Wrote in Silk

“The water soarkled between the firs, cedars, and madronas, and it pulled at her, making her want to forget her inspection and fo sit on the black rocks on the beach where the water, ripe with kelp, would lap just out of reach. There, every sense would be filled to the brim, and for once, she'd be alive.”
― Kelli Estes, The Girl Who Wrote in Silk

“Mei Lien did her best to help Father stand. One eye was swollen shut, and blood ran down his face from his nose”
― Kelli Estes, The Girl Who Wrote in Silk

“The man with the club slapped it against his palm and spit onto the floor, leaving an ugly brown mark where only yesterday Mei Lien had scrubbed it clean. “All you Orientals are leaving on the one o’clock”
― Kelli Estes, The Girl Who Wrote in Silk

“– Търси ме в листата, в облаците, в птиците – продължи. – Още не знам под каква форма ще се върна при теб, но със сигурност ще бъда там!”
― Kelli Estes, The Girl Who Wrote in Silk

“but the island was still cloaked in that blue-black moment before dark that felt in equal parts like a quiet sigh and a pounding heart.”
― Kelli Estes, The Girl Who Wrote in Silk

“killings”
― Kelli Estes, The Girl Who Wrote in Silk