Even though I was young, I could see the pain of the flesh and the worth of the pain.

I hated the tests the raised hopes and failed expectations.

It's a luxury being a writer, because all you ever think about is life.

I felt foolish and tired, as if I had been running to escape someone chasing me, only to look behind to discover there was no one there.

But she never looked back with regret. There were so many ways for things to get better. -Jing-mei

It was a distorted form of inverse logic: If hopes never come true, then hope for what you don't want.

That is the saddest part when you lose someone you love - that person keeps changing. And later you wonder, Is this the same person I lost? Maybe you lost more maybe less, then thousand different things that come from your memory or imagination - and you do not know which is which, which was true, which is false.