Do you know who Karl Marx is? He is this strange little man, long dead, who lived his narrow little life, and somehow managed by the power of his wayward brain to lay hold upon millions of human lives!

I think about giving up. I almost do.

When Chinese get together - what's buried stays buried. We don't even discuss our embarrassing early days struggling in Chicago.

To be able to do art, it was a luxury to me.

lack of will power leads to more failure than lack of intelligence or ability.

If one wants to get a boat ride, one must be near the river.

My mind swirled with memories of the life I had led. The constant struggle to keep up appearances, the pretenses, the smiles that had been met with tears. The long sleepless nights, the loneliness that cloaked my spirit and turned me into a true ghost.