I have to remind myself that some birds aren't meant to be caged. Their feathers are just too bright. And when they fly away, the part of you that knows it was a sin to lock hem up DOES rejoice. Still, the place you live in is that much more drab and empty that they're gone. I guess I just miss my friend.
对公共事务漠不关心的代价是被恶人统治。
我们都是自己欲望的囚徒。
过去并未死去,它甚至还未过去。