A first sign of the beginning of understanding is the wish to die.
A poet is a nightingale, who sits in darkness and sings to cheer its own solitude with sweet sounds.
在很小的时候我就知道人们会犯错误,你必须决定他们的错误是否大于你对他们的爱。
Success is not owned, it’s leased, and rent is due every day.