我是贫穷的白人垃圾，没有闪光，没有魅力。
I was poor white trash, no glitter, no glamour.
当海洋通过减少的种群数量发声时，我们必须有勇气倾听并采取行动。
我没有时间恨那些恨我的人，因为我太忙于爱那些爱我的人。
现在是过去的未来。
The Moving Finger writes; and, having writ, Moves on: nor all thy Piety nor Wit Shall lure it back to cancel half a Line, Nor all thy Tears wash out a Word of it.
The key is not the will to win… everybody has that. It is the will to prepare to win that is important.
死者一直在倾听。死者一直在注视。