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348 pages, Paperback
First published April 1, 2013
"She was not the only one trapped by life. She was afraid of meeting another person like her, but more than that she was afraid of never meeting another person like her, who, however briefly, would look into her eyes so that she knew she was not alone in her loneliness."
"They were not her stories. They were not about her time, or her people, but what she had once found in these stories-escape-would eventually become her wisdom. Perhaps if she kept these tales going he would one day forgive her stubbornness in choosing solitude, because he, kinder than solitude, was always here for her until death do them apart."
People don't vanish from one's life, they come back in disguise.
When people talk about starting over, it is only wishful thinking; what came before, what happened yesterday, did not come or happen in vain.
Hardships in lives are like bad weather, which one endures because bad weather will break as inevitably as bad luck will run its course. Hope is the sunshine after the storm, the spring thawing right after the bitter winter. The goddess of fate, as capricious as she is, has nevertheless an impressionable mind.