How can you blame a person for his fears and weaknesses unless you have felt the same and done differently? - Amy Tan

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How can you blame a person for his fears and weaknesses unless you have felt the same and done differently?

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About Amy Tan

Amy Ruth Tan (譚恩美 Tán Ēnměi) (born 19 February 1952) is a Chinese-American writer and member of the Rock Bottom Remainders, most famous for her novel The Joy Luck Club.

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Alternative Names: Amy Ruth Tan
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I was writing for businesses. I think my mother was a little skeptical in the beginning, but fortunately, as a free-lance writer I was successful almost immediately. And so she was very proud, because she measured success in terms of money, which is what I started to do as well. My goal then, became to increase the amount of money that I made each month. Not simply each year, but each month — I mean, talk about pressure — to have more billable hours each month. So that by the end of my third year of being a free-lance writer, I was billing 90 hours a week. I had no time to sleep. I had no life. People said I was crazy, that I was a workaholic. And I couldn't understand how it was that I had these wonderful clients, and I was making all this money, and I wasn't happy and I didn't feel successful. That's when I started to write fiction.

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She would be quiet at first. Then she would say a word about something small, something she had noticed, and then another word, and another, each one flung out like a little piece of sand, one from this direction, another form behind, more and more, until his looks, his character, his soul would have eroded away . . . I was afraid that some unseen speck of truth would fly into my eye, blur what I was seeing and transform him from the divine man I thought he was into someone quite mundane, mortally wounded with tiresome habits and irritating imperfections.

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