快乐不是拥有得多，而是计较得少。
时间不治愈伤口，只是掩盖它们。
Life was like a box of chocolates, you never know what you're gonna get.
The purpose of life is not to be happy. It is to be useful, to be honorable, to be compassionate, to have it make some difference that you have lived and lived well.
人生是连续的选择。
Ah, make the most of what we yet may spend, Before we too into the Dust descend; Dust into Dust, and under Dust to lie, Sans Wine, sans Song, sans Singer, and—sans End!
