Quotes about Singapore literature

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If this turns to friendship, it only meansThat one of us will suffer.That when we meet after the worst of endings,There — Cyril Wong, Below: Absence: Poems
Later, you told me what your mother had said. How your father, the farmer, rose up slowly. You told me how your mother w — Jon Gresham, We Rose Up Slowly
No, I am not imagining a book-burning, warmongering, anti-intellectual fascist regime – in my plan, there is no place fo — Kyoko Yoshida
We were always eating expired things. Milk, bread, biscuits, cake. We forgot about them as they sat around the house and — Cheryl Julia Lee, We Were Always Eating Expired Things
She tried to remember all the times she had spoken to him. She replayed every moment she could remember at the beach las — Mahita Vas, Rain Tree
We do not know if she collapsed because of overwhelming joy, extreme surprise, grave disappointment, or heavy anxiety th — Kyoko Yoshida
You yearn to stay in this in-between place, where the beauty of the times you have freshly bade farewell to is still ali — Agnes Chew, The Desire for Elsewhere
Moments later, I was climbing nervously into the back of the car. The driver wore the archetypal expression of an antago — Agnes Chew, The Desire for Elsewhere
If rewriting equals rereading, we must logically conclude that writing is reading. If this is indeed the case, how could — Kyoko Yoshida
Never forget,' says Sugar Daddy, 'we are a nation built on sugar. It is our history and it is the source of our prosperi — Julie Koh, Capital Misfits
She pulls me further down. More trapped souls reach out to us, dressed in clothes from decades past. The girl ignores th — Julie Koh, Capital Misfits
At its core, the collection is built around a very wise line from a Beatles song: I want to hold your hand. I want to ho — Cheryl Julia Lee, We Were Always Eating Expired Things