The world is not a wish-granting factory.
The purpose of psychology is to explain how we manage to live.
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.
对真理最好的检验是思想在市场竞争中被接受的力量。
We don't compete with anyone but ourselves to be the best we can be.