Then you must teach my daughter this same lesson. How to lose your innocence but not your hope. How to laugh… — Amy Tan

I saw what I had been fighting for: it was for me, a scared child...

I remember wondering why it was that eating something good could make me feel so terrible, while vomiting something terrible could make me feel so good.

My father has asked me to be the fourth corner at the Joy Luck Club. I am to replace my mother, whose seat at the mah jong table has been empty since she died two months ago. My father thinks she was killed by her own thoughts.