I don't let the past hold me back. I let it propel me forward.

The hand remembers what the mind forgets.

沙漠之美，在于人们意识到在它其中的某地，隐藏着一口水井，一泓清泉。

我是个战士，我是个奋斗者，我是个幸存者。

The multiverse is not a theory, but a prediction of certain theories.

Everyone seems very lonely, with their own way to find ways to escape loneliness; actually they still continue their own loneliness.

Silence can be the loudest element in a piece.

人是一切事物的尺度。