The relation between what we see and what we know is never settled.
The Moving Finger writes; and, having writ, Moves on: nor all thy Piety nor Wit Shall lure it back to cancel half a Line, Nor all thy Tears wash out a Word of it.
I think we all have a little bit of that rebel in us. It's just a matter of how much you let it out.
The more experienced I get, the more I understand that it’s not about perfection – it’s about progression.
只看到别人的一切坏处,是恶的根源;能明察自己的一切缺失,才是所有善的根本。