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

We are living in a world where everything is false. The society is like bright paint applied on top of rotten wood.

I felt like a rich vagabond who had passed through the world paving my way with gold fairy dust, then realizing too late that the path disintegrated as soon as I passed over it.

My mother had a very difficult childhood, having seen her own mother kill herself. So she didnt always know how to be the nurturing mother that we all expect we should have.

Chance is the first step you take, luck is what comes afterward.

When you lose your face..., it is like dropping your necklace down a well. The only way you can get it back is to fall in after it.

Even if I had expected it, even if I had known what I was going to do with my life, it would have knocked the wind out of me. When something that violent hits you, you can't help but lose your balance and fall. And after you pick yourself up, you realize you can't trust anybody to save you- not your husband, not your mother, not God. So what can you do to stop yourself from tilting and falling all over again?