You live, you learn. You love, you learn. You cry, you learn. You lose, you learn. You bleed, you learn. You scream, you learn.
The only true voyage of discovery would be not to visit strange lands but to possess other eyes.
"To live is the rarest thing in the world. Most people exist, that is all."
We are all walking around with an evolutionary user's manual in our heads, but most people don't realize it.
Tragic art, as it developed in the theaters of ancient Greece, in the fifth century B.C., was essentially an art form devoted to tracing how people fail, and also according them a level of sympathy, which ordinary life would not necessarily accord them. A few years ago, I was thinking about this, and I went to "The Sunday Sport," a tabloid newspaper I don't recommend you start reading if you're not familiar with it already.
人生是一幅大画布,你应该努力绘出绚丽多彩的画面。
最终,我们都只是等待被讲述的故事。
The only true voyage of discovery consists not in seeking new landscapes, but in having new eyes.