希望是长着羽毛的东西,栖息在灵魂里。
Welcome, O life! I go to encounter for the millionth time the reality of experience and to forge in the smithy of my soul the uncreated conscience of my race.
我们讲述的故事塑造我们将成为的自我。
过去从未死去,它甚至还没有过去。