We look at the world once, in childhood. The rest is memory.
Every seed we plant today is a promise to future generations.
Memory， I realize， can be an unreliable thing； often it is heavily coloured by the circumstances in which one remembers.
失去某人，最糟糕的莫过于，他近在身旁，却犹如远在天边。
The artist is the antenna of the human race.