"The soul becomes dyed with the color of its thoughts."
I think of my pile of old paperbacks, their pages gone wobbly, like they’d once belonged to the sea.
树木有根则繁茂,根腐则树枯萎;鱼有水才能活,水干涸了鱼则必死;灯有油才光亮,油尽则灯灭。人有真精神,保护则长寿,戕害则必死。
Silence is the language of God, all else is poor translation.