For woman is yin, the darkness within, where untempered passions lie. And man is yang, bright truth lighting our minds.

A psychiatrist does not want you to wake up. He tells you to dream some more, to find the pond and pour more tears into it. And really, he's just another bird drinking from your misery.

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

A Mother is the one who fills your heart in the first place.

...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.

With each passing day, I didn't lose hope. I fought to have more.

I let one thing result from another. Of course, all of it could have been just loosely connected coincidences. And whether that's true or not, I know the intention was there. Becasue when I want something to happen-or not happen- I begin to look at all events and all things as relevant, an opportunity to take or avoid.