自我只是它在成为过程中的东西。

Once we dreamt that we were strangers. We wake up to find that we were dear to each other.

贫贱时，对富贵漠然置之，他日得志一定不自矜；富贵之时，心中不忘贫贱之日，即便失却富贵心中也必无怪怨。

To be forgiven is only half the gift. The other half is that we also can forgive.

Language is the mirror of the soul; it reflects our deepest thoughts and emotions.

恐惧是心灵的杀手。