过得最充实的人不是年龄最大的，而是经历最丰富的人。

Color is the keyboard, the eyes are the harmonies, the soul is the piano with many strings. The artist is the hand that plays, touching one key or another, to cause vibrations in the soul.

The city's cold and empty, no one's around to judge me.

A sad thing in life is when you meet someone who means a lot to you only to find out in the end that it was never meant to be and you just have to let go.

What seems to us as bitter trials are often blessings in disguise