We don't inherit leather from our ancestors—we borrow it from our children.

A book is a version of the world. If you do not like it, ignore it; or offer your own version in return.

The most dangerous art is the kind that makes you think.

I have a vivid memory of what happened， and it was not what I expected. I expected to be applauded for my cleverness and arithmetic skills. "Jeff， you're so smart. You had to have made some tricky estimates， figure out the number of minutes in a year and do some division." That's not what happened. Instead， my grandmother burst into tears. I sat in the backseat and did not know what to do. While my grandmother sat crying， my grandfather， who had been driving in silence， pulled over onto the shoulder of the highway. He got out of the car and came around and opened my door and waited for me to follow. Was I in trouble？ My grandfather was a highly intelligent， quiet man. He had never said a harsh word to me， and maybe this was to be the first time？ Or maybe he would ask that I get back in the car and apologize to my grandmother. I had no experience in this realm with my grandparents and no way to gauge what the consequences might be. We stopped beside the trailer. My grandfather looked at me， and after a bit of silence， he gently and calmly said， "Jeff， one day you'll understand that it's harder to be kind than clever."

One is the happiest thing is that somebody loves you.When you are at my time， I absent-minded，When I come to you， when you have gone.We are always in a meeting to miss， losing a lot of.However， I want to say this is because we are still young.No， perhaps this is our life.From then on， I always looked back the road.