You can turn the harshest winters into your warmest memories.
You can watch the leaves fall one by one and still appreciate the new abundance they are bringing to Earth.
You have been crushed and burnt down so many times, to come back only stronger and wiser from your ashes.
Your soul hasn’t given up, for your divine flame is shining bright and eternal.
So LOVE, love even more and carry on.
From 上海，with Love.
– Ruoxiang Chau
“The night walked down the sky with the moon in her hands.”
– Frederick L. Knowles
Café On Air
Huaihai Middle Road, Lane 650, N°634, Groundfloor
near Sinan Road
Huangpu District, Shanghai
“I went to the woods because I wished to live deliberately, to front only the essential facts of life, and see if I could not learn what it had to teach, and not, when I came to die, discover that I had not lived.”
– Henri David Thoreau, Walden.
“Lost love is still love. It takes a different form, that’s all. You can’t see their smile or bring them food or tousle their hair or move them around a dance floor. But when those senses weaken another heightens. Memory. Memory becomes your partner. You nurture it. You hold it. You dance with it.”
– Mitch Albom
“In the midst of winter, I found there was, within me, an invincible summer. And that makes me happy. For it says that no matter how hard the world pushes against me, within me, there’s something stronger – something better, pushing right back.”
— Albert Camus, The Stranger.
“I’m not sure what I’ll do, but— well, I want to go places and see people. I want my mind to grow. I want to live where things happen on a big scale.”
By the Lau River, Northern Bahr al Ghazal. © Ruoxiang Chau, all rights reserved.