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

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.

And then she had to fill out so many forms she forgot why she had come and what she had left behind.

You can have pride in what you do each day, but not arrogance in what you were born with.

And when I say that is certainly true, that our marriage is over. I know what else she will say: "Then you must save it." And even though I know it's hopeless- there's absolutely nothing left to save-I'm afraid if I tell her that, she'll still persuade me to try.

They know where happiness lies, not in a cave or a country, but in love and the freedom to give and take what has been there all along.

To save myself, I destroyed another, and in doing so, I destroyed myself.