And when I say that is certainly true, that our marriage is over. I know what else she will say: "Then you must save it." And even though I know it's hopeless- there's absolutely nothing left to save-I'm afraid if I tell her that, she'll still persuade me to try.

Because sometimes that is the only way to remember what is in your bones. You must peel off your skin, and that of your mother, and her mother. Until there is nothing. No scar, no skin, no flesh. -An-mei

Don't think too much. That makes you believe you have more choices than you do. Then you mind becomes confused.

It is because I had so much joy that I came to have so much hate.

I also thought of playing improvisational jazz and I did take lessons for a while. At first I tried to write fiction by making up things that were completely alien to my life.

how can the world in all its chaos come up with so many coincidences, so many similarities and exact opposites?

We dream to give ourselves hope. To stop dreaming - well, that’s like saying you can never change your fate.