They live happily for others and no one notices the sacrifices they make. At last the little cricket on the hearth ceased to sing sweetly, and the bright sunshine died away, leaving only silence and shadow.
她们开心地为别人活着，没人留意她们所做出的牺牲。最后，炉上的小蟋蟀停止了甜美的歌唱，灿烂的阳光消逝，只留下了寂静和阴影。
艺术家必须是不可能之物的梦想家。
预测未来的最好方法就是创造它。