The world is full of stories, but the stories are all one.

I like the stars. It's the illusion of permanence, I think. I mean, they're always flaring up and caving in and going out. But from here, I can pretend...I can pretend that things last. I can pretend that lives last longer than moments. Gods come, and gods go. Mortals flicker and flash and fade. Worlds don't last; and stars and galaxies are transient, fleeting things that twinkle like fireflies and vanish into cold and dust. But I can pretend.

【译文】 孔子说：“遇到可以说的人却不说，就会失去可与说话的人；遇到不可说的人却说了，就是说话冒失。聪明的人既不去可交谈的人，也不言谈冒失。”

The future of forestry lies in balancing economic growth with ecological responsibility.