"The dead are invisible, they are not absent."

——《在沪举办茶话会上的演说》（1916年7月17日）

Life is constantly letting go, but the biggest regret is that we don't have time to say goodbye properly.

在田野的寂静中，过去的回声越来越响亮。

关爱别人因而得福的人有,而憎恶别人残害别人因而得祸的人也有啊！

Do you believe in the human heart? I don't mean simply the organ, obviously. I'm speaking in the poetic sense. The human heart. Do you think there is such a thing? Something that makes each of us special and individual?

土地记得我们已经忘记的东西。