Our love would be solace, companionship, and the mending of wounds.
Only two kinds of daughters, she shouted in Chinese. Those who are obedient and those who follow their own mind!
My friend, my editor, still had the cancer. Each day she had to cross a terrible chasm, a bottomless hole of not knowing what to hope or believe. I tried to imagine what she saw, but I did not have he...
Memory, in fact, gives you no choice over which moments you can erase, and it is annoyingly persistent in retaining the most painful ones. It is extraordinarily faithful in recording the most hideous...
Maybe the kind of love that would comfort me did not exist. Perhaps I expected too much of love and no one existed who could ever meet my unceasing and bottomless need for it.
Lately I have been feeling hulihudu. And everything around me seemed to be heimongmong. These were words I had never thought about in English terms. I suppose the closest in meaning would be confused...
Isn't hate merely the result of wounded love?
I worried that Harold would someday get a new prescription for his glasses and he'd put them on one morning, look me up and down, and say, Why, gosh, you aren't the girl I thought you were, are you?
I saw what I had been fighting for: It was for me, a scared child, who had run away a long time ago to what I had imagined was a safer place. And hiding in this place, behind my invisible barriers, I...
I learned to make things not matter, to put a seal on my hopes and place them on a high shelf, out of reach. And by telling myself that there was nothing inside those hopes anyway, I avoided the wound...
Each person is made of five different elements, she told me. Too much fire and you had a bad temper. That was like my father, whom my mother always critized for his cigarette habit and who always shou...
But she never looked back with regret. There were so many ways for things to get better.-Jing-mei
Your life is what you see in front of you.-An-mei
You must think for yourself, what you must do. If someone tells you, then you are not trying.-An-mei
Was there ever a true great love? Anyone who became the object of my obsession and not simply my affections? I honestly don't think so. In part, this was my fault. It was my nature, I suppose. I could...
To save myself, I destroyed another, and in doing so, I destroyed myself.
Then you must teach my daughter this same lesson. How to lose your innocence but not your hope. How to laugh forever.
The only thing certain in times of great uncertainty is that people will behave with great strength or weakness, and with very little else in between.
Thanks to my mother, I was raised to have a morbid imagination. When I was a child, she often talked about death as warning, as an unavoidable matter of fact. Little Debbie's mom down the block might...
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