All objects exist in a moment of time.

If you are greedy, what is inside you is what makes you always hungry.

My sister Kwan believes she has yin eyes. She sees those who have died and now dwell in the world of Yin, ghosts who leave the mists just to visit her kitchen on Balboa Street in San Francisco.

And now I also see what part of me is Chinese. It is so obvious. It is my family. It is in our blood.

With each passing day, I didn't lose hope. I fought to have more.

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

All these years I kept my true nature hidden, running along like a small shadow so nobody could catch me. -Ying Ying