"Listen to me, skull! Under your thin brittle boneplates what black memories haunt you? What do you want? What do you …"

"One translucent day I leave the city to visit my home, the land of Champa.Here are stupas gaunt with yearning, ancien…"

"O Heaven! Today I am sick and tired Of the colors and forms of this world! ... I close my eyes to disregard the prese…"

"...[E]ach moment of joy but prompts the more That madness buried at the base of dreamy souls, That sadness in the dar…"

"Pale, cold torchlight. Slender shadows from a row of tall bamboo Flicker dimly on the coffin of a child Carried throu…"

"Nothing at all is lost When life has clear purpose."

"Little sister, do you know why humanity passes down ancient tales, from hand to hand, from generation to generation? …"

"They destroy while we want to live"

"[A] bright star on the literary scene in the late 1930s was a young man from central Vietnam who wrote under the pen …"

"Chàng thì đi cõi xa mưa gió, Thiếp thì về buồng cũ gối chăn."