In a child's eyes, a mother is a goddess. She can be glorious or terrible, benevolent
or filled with wrath, but she commands love either way. I am convinced that this is the greatest power in the universe
We can never be gods, after all--but we can become something less than human with frightening ease.
For all those that have to fight for the respect that everyone else is given without question.
I think,” Hoa says slowly, “that if you love someone, you don’t get to choose how they love you back.
But love like that doesn't just disappear, does it? No matter how powerful the hate, there is always a little love left, underneath.
Yes. Horrible, isn't it?
Home is what you take with you, not what you leave behind.
There's truth even in tainted knowledge, if one reads carefully.
Being useful to others is not the same thing as being equal.
You are what your creators and experiences have made you, like every other being in this universe. Accept that and be done; I tire of your whining.