"I have thought a long time about what that word could have been," Ba said, "Was it wisdom or honor? Love or truth? For a long time, I liked to think that the word was kindness." Ma's face remained hidden in Minli's bed, but her sobs had stopped and Ba knew she was listening. "But now," Ba said, "I think, perhaps, the word was faith."
-Where the Mountain Meets the Moon, Grace Lin
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