I have to remind myself that some birds aren't meant to be caged. Their feathers are just too bright. And when they fly away, the part of you that knows it was a sin to lock them up DOES rejoice. Still, the place you live in is that much more drab and empty that they're gone. I guess I just miss my friend.
The world changes fast, but people's hearts change slowly.
Intelligence is not about replacing people but liberating them from heavy labor.
贫贱时，对富贵漠然置之，他日得志一定不自矜；富贵之时，心中不忘贫贱之日，即便失却富贵心中也必无怪怨。
It looks like a solitary sport, but it takes a team.
