Every life is a novel waiting to be written.

The stranger is close to us, insofar as we feel between him and ourselves common features of a national, social, occupational, or generally human, nature. He is far from us, insofar as these common features extend beyond him or us, and connect us only because they connect a great many people.

凡是教师缺乏爱的地方，无论品格还是智慧都不能充分地或自由地发展。