But I was no longer sacared. I could see what was inside me. -Lindo

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.

What is true about a person? Would I change in the same way the river changes color but still be the same person?... And then I realized it was the first time I could see the power of the wind. I couldn't see the wind itself, but I could see it carried water that filled the rivers and shaped the countryside.

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

Don't think too much. That makes you believe you have more choices than you do. Then you mind becomes confused.

Sometimes you change to survive, and some things you don't give up, or you're too prideful, and then you think well, what's pride? Is it a good thing? Maybe it's a bad thing. That's what I look at in my life. It's always a question in my life I look at, and I never find the answer, because if I did, probably I wouldn't have books to write.

My mother didn't teach me lessons about being Chinese as strongly as she did the notion of who I was as a female.