But I don't have anything left inside of me to figure out where I fit in or what I want. If I want anything, it's to know what's possible to want.

I used to think that my mother got into arguments with people because they didn't understand her English, because she was Chinese.

If I look upon my whole life, I cannot think of another time when I felt more comfortable: when I had no worries, fears, or desires, when my life seemed as soft and lovely as lying inside a cocoon of rose silk.

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.

If you are greedy, what is inside you is what makes you always hungry.

You have to be your own person. You can't let people's opinions determine how you think about yourself. There's a difference between identity and self-identity.

I love and am loved, fully and freely, nothing expected, more than enough received.