To die is nothing, but to live defeated and without glory is to die every day.
死亡不算什么,但每天生活在失败和没有荣耀中就是每天都在死去。
Mathematics is the music of reason.
大树恨枝干上没有树叶,不要怨怪是太阳偏心故意晒偏。
The self is only that which it is in the process of becoming.