I have loved works of fiction precisely for their illusions, for the author's sleight-of-hand in showing me the magic, what appeared in the right hand but not in the left.

I hated the tests the raised hopes and failed expectations.

I hid my deepest feelings so well I forgot where I placed them.

But I will win and give her my spirit, because this is the way a mother loves her daughter. -Ying Ying

I loved fairy tales when I was a kid. Grimm. The grimmer the better. I loved gruesome gothic tales and, in that respect, I liked Bible stories, because to me they were very gothic.

Love is tricky. It is never mundane or daily. You can never get used to it. You have to walk with it, then let it walk with you. You can never balk. It moves you like the tide. It takes you out to sea, then lays you on the beach again. Today's struggling pain is the foundation for a certain stride through the heavens. You can run from it but you can never say no. It includes everyone.

How can you blame a person for his fears and weaknesses unless you have felt the same and done differently?