A sober looks shows that just have the world gotten to be a better place after all; it is also grown a bit worse at the exact same rate.; a one step up, a one step back sort of cosmic balance between forward progress, and cultural retreat, that puts man kind on a bell curve of existence.

Poetry is the language of the soul, spoken in the rhythm of the heart.

我不是一个完美的人。我从未声称自己是。

Nothing spoils a romance so much as sense of humour in the woman—or the want of it in the man.