You May Be Desperate, But Never Let

We Hug, But There Are No Tears. For Every Awful Thing That's Been Said And Done, She Is My Sister. Parents Die, Daughters Grow Up And Marry Out, But Sisters Are For Life. She Is The Only Person Left In The World Who Shares My Memories Of Our Childhood, Our Parents, Our Shanghai, Our Struggles, Our Sorrows, And, Yes, Even Our Moments Of Happiness And Triumph. My Sister Is The One Person Who Truly Knows Me, As I Know Her. The Last Thing May Says To Me Is 'when Our Hair Is White, We'll Still Have Our Sister Love.

I Think All Women Have A Friend Who At Some Point Dumped Them Or Betrayed Them Or Deeply Disappointed Them. And At The Same Time All Women Have A Friend Who They Dumped Or Betrayed Or Hurt In Some Way. That's Universal In Women's Friendships.

My Hardcover Sales Are 17% Down In Books But Up 400% In Electronics.

A Laotong Relationship Is Made By Choice...when We First Looked In Each Other's Eyes In The Palanquin I Felt Something Special Pass Between Us--like A Spark To Start A Fire Or A Seed To Grow Rice. But A Single Spark Is Not Enough To Warm A Room Nor Is A Single Seed Enough To Grow A Fruitful Crop. Deep Love--true-heart Love--must Grow.

I Am Old Enough To Know Only Too Well My Good And Bad Qualities, Which Were Often One In The Same.