The past is a shadow that follows you everywhere.

We are all alone, born alone, die alone, and—in spite of True Romance magazines—we shall all someday look back on our lives and see that, in spite of our company, we were alone the whole way.

We act as though comfort and luxury were the chief requirements of life, when all that we need to make us happy is something to be enthusiastic about.

晏子春秋

荒野是一个成长的地方。要生存，你必须拥抱它。