我要做我想做的事。我要成为真正的自己。我要弄清楚那是什么。
Someday is a disease that will take your dreams to the grave with you.
The horror of the Twentieth Century was the size of each new event, and the paucity of its reverberation.
The path to the divine is through self-contemplation and introspection.
I don't hold grudges, I remember facts.