智者善思己，愚者堕沉沦。

体验越强烈，表达就越不清晰。

我们站在一个不断被重新排列的巨大拼图的碎片上。

You have to be willing to fail, to be wrong, to start over again with lessons learned.

Anon, who wrote so many poems without signing them, was often a woman.

我不是一个放弃幸福的人。