Thought's infidelity lies in its privacy. 'If there is something that you cannot say to me,' asks the lover, 'things that you must think alone, then can you really be trusted?'
If you can look into the seeds of time, And say which grain will grow and which will not, speak then to me, who neither beg nor fear Your favours nor your hate.
你读得越多,知道的事情就越多。你学得越多,去的地方就越多。
Creativity is not about originality; it’s about honesty.