Is life so wretched? Isn't it rather your hands which are too small, your vision which is muddled? You are the one who must grow up.

The big, shoe-thumping fellow continues as a dark thunderhead to threaten all unrepentant non-Communists with hail and thunder.

If even dying is to be made a social function, then, grant me the favor of sneaking out on tiptoe without disturbing the party.

It is a little bit humiliating when I have to say that Chou En-lai to me appears as the most superior brain I have so far met in the field of foreign politics.…