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 hem 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.
我不得不提醒自己，有些鸟是不能关在笼子里的，他们的羽毛太漂亮了，当他们飞走的时候…你会觉得把他们关起来是种罪恶，但是，他们不在了你会感到寂寞，可是我只是想我的朋友了…
People change and forgot to tell each other.
Some people are extraordinarily good at knowing the limits of their knowledge because they have to be.
You are the storyteller of your own life, and you can create your own legend or not.
We have to be prepared to take some risks, but they must be calculated risks.