Mathematics is the language in which the universe writes its deepest secrets.
"Books, which we mistake for consolation, only add depth to our sorrow."
我不得不提醒自己,有些鸟是不能关在笼子里的,他们的羽毛太漂亮了,当他们飞走的时候,你会觉得把他们关起来是种罪恶,但是,他们不在了你会感到寂寞,可是我只是想我的朋友了。
The more you give, the more comes back to you.