All the choir of heaven and furniture of earth - in a word， all those bodies which compose the frame of the world - have not any subsistence without a mind.
The battle of life is already half won by the young man who is brought personally in contact with high officials; and the great aim of every boy should be to do something beyond the sphere of his duties--something which attracts the attention of those who over him.
我不完美，但我就是我。
每个故事都有一个开始、中间和结尾，但不一定按照这个顺序。
The past is a shadow that follows us everywhere.