This would become a lifelong pattern, sitting in my comfort zone high above the world in some sort of self-imposed exile.

How could I ever forget my best friend, the man, who had changed my destiny simply by allowing me to write about him?

I write to raise the curtain on life's endless possibilities. Because you asked, "Pourquoi?

The silence, she thought, was remarkable: a perfect, shimmering thing, and fragile. Like glass, if it shattered, it would never come back together again.

If we must have a tyrant, let him at least be a gentleman who has been bred to the business, and let us fall by the axe and not by the butcher's cleaver.

Just be yourself. Be honest, work towards a goal, and you'll achieve it.

I've never really been aware of what is said about me, whether it's positive or negative. I ignore it. I've always had the mind-set: 'No one can challenge me better than myself.'

If I were to limit myself to the opportunities that were presented playing only Chinese-American parts, I would be virtually without a career.

We have found that marriage should be made up of two forgivers. We need to learn to say, "I was wrong, I'm sorry." And we also need to say, "That's all right, I love you."

I make money using my brains and lose money listening to my heart. But in the long run my books balance pretty well.

The paradox is the seed of truth. This germ just needs a fertile ground to flourish and bear fruit.

A person improvising is sometimes very fortunate that just at that second things coincide.

The best kind of friend is the kind you sit with, never say a word and walk away feeling like it was the best conversation you ever had.