Your tears do not wash away your sorrows. They feed someone else's joy. And that is why you must learn to swallow your own tears. - Amy Tan

I was six when my mother taught me the art of invisible strength. It was a strategy for winning arguments, respect for others, and eventually thought neither of us knew it at the time, chess games... Come from the South, blow from the wind — poom! — North will follow. Strongest wind cannot be seen.

All night long I worried, not about myself but about Jimmy. I imagined him looking for me, running through the park, looking in the movie theatres. He was a good man, considerate and kind, but he was not strong. He had never been through any kind of bad hardship before. So I worried.

I have always known a thing before it happens.