'Still, I must be faithful to my life; must hold on tightly to the bundle that I carry along as a travel companion; all the hurt, the sweet, the sour, the searing. For my promises are at one with my mind and heart; and they are sincere; and they have meaning and value for me. Of course the road is quite difficult now, and so interminably long. Sometimes my heart is easily sad and easily happy … but this is my life. My life has its risings; it has its falls' (Lin Fang-ju , Dialogue with Life, 1995)