Every artist dips his brush in his own soul, and paints his own nature into his pictures.
当我们的知识之圆扩大之时，我们所面临的未知的圆周也一样。
The Moving Finger writes; and, having writ, Moves on: nor all thy Piety nor Wit Shall lure it back to cancel half a Line, Nor all thy Tears wash out a Word of it.
The world is full of broken people trying to fix each other.
The world is full of stories, but the stories are all one.
Truth is the offspring of silence and unbroken meditation.
