夏天的飞鸟，飞到我窗前唱歌，又飞去了。秋天的黄叶，他们没有什麽可唱的，只是叹息一声，飞落在那里。
Stray birds of summer come to my window to sing and fly away. And yellow leaves of autumn, which have no songs,flutter and fall there with a sigh.
The best songs come from a place of honesty and vulnerability.
成功不在于你赚了多少钱，而在于你对人们生活的影响。
只有我拥有这场野蛮游行的钥匙。
森林的真正价值不是用板英尺衡量，而是用生物多样性和碳封存。
I am too intelligent, too demanding, and too resourceful for anyone to be able to take charge of me entirely. No one knows me or loves me completely. I have only myself.
The rocks may be hard, but our resolve must be harder.