In [writing] fiction, every sentence is its own reward.

I like to go somewhere where I learn something I didn't know before, like the Dry Tortugas between Florida and Cuba.

And below the heimongmong, all along the ground, were weeds already spilling out over the edges, running wild in every direction.

Hardships can harden even the best person.

With hope, a mind is always free.

Her education only made her unhappy thinking about it - that no matter how much she changed her life, she could not change the world that surrounded her.

I had on a beautiful red dress, but what I saw was even more valuable. I was strong. I was pure. I had genuine thoughts inside that no one could see, that no one could ever take away from me. I was like the wind. -Lindo