Only you pick that crab. Nobody else take it. I already know this. Everyone else want best quality. You thinking different.

how can the world in all its chaos come up with so many coincidences, so many similarities and exact opposites?

Secrets are kept from children, a lid on top of the soup kettle, so they do not boil over with too much truth.

Yet some of my friends tell me they understand 50 percent of what my mother says. Some say they understand 80 to 90 percent. Some say they understand none of it, as if she were speaking pure Chinese. But to me, my mother's English is perfectly clear, perfectly natural. It's my mother tongue. Her language, as I hear it, is vivid, direct, full of observation and imagery. That was the language that helped shape the way I saw things, expressed things, made sense of the world

I did not lose myself all at once.

...we were like two people standing apart on separate mountain peaks, recklessly leaning forward to throw stones at one another, unaware of the dangerous chasm that separated us.

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