Happiness in this world, when it comes, comes incidentally. Make it the objet of pursuit, and it leads us a wild-goose chase, and is never attained. Follow some other object, and very possibly we may find that we have cought happiness without dreaming of it.

To write is to embark on a journey of self-discovery, where each word is a step closer to understanding the essence of our existence.

永远不要让任何人告诉你你做不到某件事。