Yesterday my daughter said to me, 'My marriage is falling apart.' And now all she can do is watch it falling.

That was how dishonesty and betrayal started, not in big lies but in small secrets.

Over time, passion wanes, differences don't.

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.

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

She [my mother] said that if I listened to her, later I would know what she knew: where true words came from, always from up high, above everything else. And if I didn't listen to her, she said my ear would bend too easily to other people, all saying words that had no lasting meaning, because they came from the bottom of their hearts, where their own desires lived, a place where I could not belong.

Those who don't heed the warnings don't live to admit they were stupid not to do so.