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夏天的飞鸟,飞到我窗前唱歌,又飞去了。 秋天的黄叶,他们没有什麼可唱的,只是叹息一声,飞落在那里。
Literature is the only way to run away without leaving home.
Human freedom is bounded by its choices.
It's not about being the best, it's about being better than you were yesterday.