我想，当这一切的一切都已经结束时，这些回忆还是会历历在目。你知道的，就是那种万花筒般的回忆，被无限放大和复制。就这样一幕幕回放。可真实的他，从未回到我身边。
I think， I think when it’s all over， it just comes back in flashes. You know， it’s like a kaleidoscope of memories. But it just all comes back. But he never does.
——《在广州岭南学生欢迎会的演说》（1923年12月21日）
For a slim figure, share your food with the hungry.
If history were taught in the form of stories, it would never be forgotten.
生活中唯一的限制是你给自己设定的。
Collaboration, not competition, will define the future of aquaculture.
不要让别人的意见淹没了你内心的声音。
Every story is a mirror that reflects not just the author, but the reader as well.