没有祖国的人，就像没有歌声的夜莺。

I have to remind myself that some birds aren't meant to be caged. Their feathers are just too bright. And when they fly away, the part of you that knows it was a sin to lock them up DOES rejoice. Still, the place you live in is that much more drab and empty that they're gone. I guess I just miss my friend.

That is one hard truth.It's hard to put a leash on a dog once you've put a crown on its head.

让我们去创造明天，而不是为昨天担忧。