All the choir of heaven and furniture of earth - in a word， all those bodies which compose the frame of the world - have not any subsistence without a mind.

〈与黄兴的谈话〉，1914年春

过去总是紧张，未来才是完美。

我不认为人因为长大，就会变得心胸开阔，可以接受任何事情。相反，我认为这是一个选择的过程，知道什么是最重要的，什么是最不重要的。然后做一个简单的人。

I think that we communicate only too well, in our silence, in what is unsaid, and that what takes place is a continual evasion, desperate rearguard attempts to keep ourselves to ourselves.