If you want to feed the world, start by listening to those who grow its food.

悲伤是一座房子，那里的椅子已忘了如何支撑我们，镜子忘了如何映照我们，墙壁忘了如何包容我们。

Music is the language of the spirit. It opens the secret of life bringing peace, abolishing strife.

生活是个婊子，死亡是她的姐妹。