How can I forgive if you are not ready to give up that which caused you to stumble?

Monday is the day of silence, day of the whole white mung bean, which is sacred to the moon.

A dream is a telegram from the hidden world...Only a fool or an illiterate person ignores it.

Once I heard my mother say that each of us lives in a separate universe, one we have dreamed into being. We love pople when their dream coincides with ours, the way two cutout designs laid one on top of the other might match. But dream worlds are not static like cutouts; sooner or later they change shape, leading to misunderstanding, loneliness and loss of love.

Love comes like lightning, and disappears the same way. If you are lucky, it strikes you right. If not, you'll spend your life yearning for a man you can't have.

Often, others see you, as you see yourself

I saw something I hadn't realized before: words wasted energy. I would use my strength instead to nurture my belief that my life would unfurl uniquely.