Words are more ardent if a man must struggle to find them.

All these years I kept my true nature hidden, running along like a small shadow so nobody could catch me. -Ying Ying

You write a book and you hope somebody will go out and pay $24.95 for what you've just said. I think books were my salvation. Books saved me from being miserable.

Who knows where inspiration comes from. Perhaps it arises from desperation. Perhaps it comes from the flukes of the universe, the kindness of the muses.

Whenever my mother talks to me, she begins the conversation as if we were already in the middle of an argument.

I love and am loved, fully and freely, nothing expected, more than enough received.

I once sacrificed my life to keep my parents' promiise. This means nothing to you, because to you promises mean nothing... But later, she will forget her promise. She will forget she had a grandmother.