On the third day after someone dies, the soul comes back to settle scores. In my mother's case, this would be the first day of the lunar new year. And because it is the new year, all debts must be paid, or disaster and misfortune will follow.

A psychiatrist does not want you to wake up. He tells you to dream some more, to find the pond and pour more tears into it. And really, he's just another bird drinking from your misery.

There are a lot of people who think that's what's needed to be successful is always being right, always being careful, always picking the right path.

Whenever my mother talks to me, she begins the conversation as if we were already in the middle of an argument.

And then she had to fill out so many forms she forgot why she had come and what she had left behind.

A Mother is the one who fills your heart in the first place.

How can you blame a person for his fears and weaknesses unless you have felt the same and done differently?