I'm not Chinese. I thrive in interesting times.

I'm not Chinese. I thrive in interesting times.

The thing with pretending you're in a good mood is that sometimes you can.

When all's said and done, all roads lead to the same end. So it's not so much which road you take, as how you take it.

I hate the thought of her being forced into a box that doesn't fit her. Of having her wings cut off, her sight blinded, her hearing muted, her voice stilled.

T.H. moved through the forest like the melody of a well-known song, in perfect harmony with his surroundings.