Quotes by : Monique Truong

Alcohol, I had learned, was an eloquent if somewhat inaccurate interpreter. I had placed my trust that....

I was certain t find the familiar sting of salt, but what I needed to know was what kind: kitchen, sweat,....

The irony of acquiring a foreign tongue is that I have amassed just enough cheap, serviceable words to....

All my favorite establishments were either overly crowded or pathetically empty. People either sipped....