There is only one real tragedy in a woman’s life. The fact that her past is always her lover, and her future invariably her husband.
女人一生只有一个真正的悲剧，那就是她的过去属于情人，未来只属于丈夫。
The earth is a dot. The moon is a dot. The sun is a dot. The stars are dots.
I feel blessed to be able to do what I love.
My characters are not innocent. They know too much.