Wise guy, he not go against wind. In Chinese we say, Come from South, blow with wind -- poom! -- North will follow. Strongest wind cannot be seen.

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.

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.

That is the way it is with a wound. The wound begins to close in on itself, to protect what is hurting so much. And once it is closed, you no longer see what is underneath, what started the pain.

I learned to forgive myself, and that enabled me to forgive my mother as a person.

There's no hope. There's no reason to keep trying. Because you must. This is not hope. Not reason. This is your fate. This is your life, what you must do.

Whenever I'm with my mother, I feel as though I have to spend the whole time avoiding land mines.