最好的还在后头,生命的最后,是为了最初而存在的。
从精神奴役中解放自己,只有我们自己才能解放我们的思想。
Music makes me forget time and also remember it.
The desert could not be claimed or owned–it was a piece of cloth carried by winds, never held down by stones, and given a hundred shifting names.
The writer is a person who writes, and the reader is a person who reads.