When we think of the past it's the beautiful things we pick out. We want to believe it was all like that.

你今天感受到的痛苦将成为你明天的力量。

Man is the measure of all things: of things which are, that they are, and of things which are not, that they are not.

释义：荣华富贵不过是短暂的梦境，如同九月的霜一样容易消逝。老病死生是每个人都要面对的，无法由他人替代，人生的酸甜苦辣只能自己承担。

真相并不总是一个。从每个角度看都有真相。

"The act of writing is an act of courage, a confrontation with the self."