"In the end, we will remember not the words of our enemies, but the silence of our friends."

In the end, you’re measured not by how much you undertake but by what you finally accomplish.

A nation's destiny is in its own hands.

你看，你看见那边的麦田了吗？我不吃麦子，那对我没用，可是你有一头金发，麦子使我想起你，我甚至会爱上风吹麦浪的声音。

时间不是线性的，而是一张相互交织的时刻之网，过去、现在和未来共存其中。

I have to remind myself that some birds aren't meant to be caged. Their feathers are just too bright. And when they fly away, the part of you that knows it was a sin to lock hem up DOES rejoice. Still, the place you live in is that much more drab and empty that they're gone. I guess I just miss my friend.