We all had our miseries. But to despair was to wish back for something already lost. Or to prolong what was already unbearable. -Suyuan

My mother said I was a clingy kid until I was about four. I also remember that from the age of eight she and I fought almost every day.

I thought I was clever enough to write as well as these people and I didn't realize that there is something called originality and your own voice.

I am fascinated by language in daily life: the way it can evoke an emotion, a visual image, a complex idea, or a simple truth.

We dream to give ourselves hope. To stop dreaming - well, that’s like saying you can never change your fate.

My sister Kwan believes she has yin eyes. She sees those who have died and now dwell in the world of Yin, ghosts who leave the mists just to visit her kitchen on Balboa Street in San Francisco.

I'd like to be more forgiving. There are times when I've had a hard time forgiving people who have betrayed me.