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。
冒险与折磨之间的区别在于态度。
The only thing we have to fear is fear itself.
Anarchy is the permissive cause of war; it creates an environment in which states have to rely on self-help to ensure their survival.