云朵飘飘，萦绕着我的车轮；疾风飒飒，吹掠着我的车旗。缤纷连绵，昏昏暗暗又朦胧，倏忽之间，惚惚回到了故乡。

Reading furnishes the mind only with materials of knowledge; it is thinking that makes what we read ours.

Sometimes in life, you don't always feel strong, but that doesn't mean you're not.

但没有这种自由，即随心所欲地支配我们所愿的一切。