How Can We Not Create A Fantasy

When People Are Alive They Love, When They Die, They Keep Loving. If Love Ends When Person Dies, That Is Not Real Love

Obey, Obey, Obey, Then Do What You Want.

The Classics Tell Us That, In Relationships, The One Between Teacher And Student Comes Second Only To The One Between Parent And Child.

I Am Still Learning About Love. I Thought I Understood It--not Just Mother Love, But The Love For One's Parents, For One's Husband, And For One's Laotong. I've Experienced The Other Types Of Love--pity Love, Respectful Love And Gratitude Love. But Looking At Our Secret Fan With Its Messages Written Between Snow Flower And Me Over Many Years, I See That I Didn't Value The Most Important Love--deep-heart Love.

I Wonder If There Was Anything I Would Have Done Differently. I Hope I Would Have Done Everything Differently, Except I Know Everything Would Have Turned Out The Same. That's The Meaning Of Fate.