All men are liable to error; and most men are, in many points, by passion or interest, under temptation to it.
远远去了的夏之音乐，翱翔于秋间，寻求它的旧垒。
La poesía es el lenguaje del alma, el eco de lo que no podemos expresar con palabras comunes.
No man really knows about other human beings. The best he can do is to suppose that they are like himself.