我一直生活在想象中，现实让我感到无聊。

The urban tribe is overrated.

A Book of Verses underneath the Bough, A Jug of Wine, a Loaf of Bread—and Thou Beside me singing in the Wilderness— Oh, Wilderness were Paradise enow!

我们都身处阴沟，但仍有人仰望星空。

我不是在追求完美，我只是在做我自己。