我梦到了我的儿子会成长为一个好人，一个拥有自由意志的人；我梦到了有一天，你会回到我们童年玩耍的这片土地，故地重游；我梦到了鲜花再次在街道上盛开……天空满是色彩斑斓的风筝!
I dream that my son will grow up to be a good person, a free person. I dream that someday you will return to revisit the land of our childhood. I dream that flowers will bloom in the streets again...and kites will fly in the skies!
Don't push me cause I'm close to the edge, I'm trying not to lose my head.
The peculiar evil of silencing the expression of an opinion is that it is robbing the human race； posterity as well as the existing generation； those who dissent from the opinion， still more than those who hold it.
Rien de plus cher que la chanson grise / Où l’Indécis au Précis se joint.
当你用当地材料建造时，你就是在用当地知识建造。这就是建筑真正变得可持续的方式。
I’m not afraid. I’m focused.
在营养、住所和陪伴之后，故事是我们在这个世界上最需要的东西。