They live happily for others and no one notices the sacrifices they make. At last the little cricket on the hearth ceased to sing sweetly, and the bright sunshine died away, leaving only silence and shadow.
她们开心地为别人活着，没人留意她们所做出的牺牲。最后，炉上的小蟋蟀停止了甜美的歌唱，灿烂的阳光消逝，只留下了寂静和阴影。
Change your conception of yourself and you will change your world.
如果你不冒险，你就无法成长。
The personal is not private; it is political.
"The past is always present, shaping who we are in ways we don’t always understand."