I learned to forgive myself, and that enabled me to forgive my mother as a person.

I used to think that my mother got into arguments with people because they didn't understand her English, because she was Chinese.

It was a distorted form of inverse logic: If hopes never come true, then hope for what you don't want.

I was six when my mother taught me the art of invisible strength..."strongest wind cannot be seen."

Chance is the first step you take, luck is what comes afterward.

It's both rebellion and conformity that attack you with success.

Now I was a tiger that neither pounced nor lay waiting between the trees. I became an unseen spirit.