Time and memory are true artists; they remould reality nearer to the heart’s desire.

Civilization as it is known today could not have evolved, nor can it survive, without an adequate food supply.

We are all waiting for something, even if we don’t know what it is.

岁月不居，流逝如滔滔江水，年纪衰老，一天不如一天了。我满腔忧愁，烦闷难以排遣，前途无望啊，心中总觉不安。