Success? I don't know what that word means. I'm happy. But success, that goes back to what in somebody's eyes success means. For me, success is inner peace. That's a good day for me.
Literature is a false representation of life that nevertheless helps us to understand life better, to orient ourselves in the labyrinth where we are born, pass, and die.
I have learned to seek my happiness by limiting my desires, rather than in attempting to satisfy them.
该称颂的却不称颂,这就是不仁。