我从不考虑失败，总是想着胜利。
The world owes all its onward impulses to men ill at ease. The happy man inevitably confines himself within ancient limits.
Nothing’s lost forever. In this world, there’s a kind of painful progress. Longing for what we’ve left behind, and dreaming ahead.
If you are under the impression you have already perfected yourself， you will never rise to the heights you are no doubt capable of.
If liberty means anything at all, it means the right to tell people what they do not want to hear.
Above all things， respect yourself.
