I began to look at all events and all things as relevant, an opportunity to take or avoid.

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.

I hid my deepest feelings so well I forgot where I placed them.

Fate changes when you change your clothes.

Dementia was like a truth serum.

How do I create something out of nothing? And how do I create my own life? I think it is by questioning, and saying to myself that there are no absolute truths.

I am like a falling star who has finally found her place next to another in a lovely constellation, where we will sparkle in the heavens forever.