Go in with your finger at the top parting of your genital lips and find that tiny penis, that nub, that boy in the boat, and feel gently around it.

Gentle Annie Hill, New Zealand

Almost 90 percent of Taiwan's 6 million occupants at the end of World War II spoke Hokkien.

Given how the sheer volume of people in China made everyone seem sort of faceless, I wondered if Nash's fortitude, his willingness to stop again and again and again to pose and scribble his name and stretch out his hand, was in some way a measure of his ability to particularize an abstraction—that is, to know that everything he was doing to improve the lives of girls in that all-but-Platonic realm known as the Xinjiang Kezilesu Keerkzi Autonomous Region would give a real and particular child a real and particular book that would sweeten her day, or awaken an idea that would make a difference in her life. Whoever she was. . .