Let Those Who Believe, Believe. Let Those

He Was In My Hair, My Eyes, My Fingers, My Heart. I Day-dreamed About What He Was Doing, Thinking, Seeing, Smelling, Feeling. I Could Not Eat For Thoughts Of Him.

Don't Ever Feel That You Have To Hide Who You Are. Nothing Good Ever Comes From Keeping Secrets Like That.

While She Is Lovely, We Need To Remember That Her Face Is Not What Distinguishes Her. Her Beauty Is A Reflection Of The Virtue And Talent She Keeps Inside.

The Greatest Calling Of All Is To Have A Literary Life.

I Am An Eighth Chinese, And I Come From A Large Chinese-american Family In Los Angeles.