当真相被埋葬时,它仍在生长,虽被压抑,却积聚着这样一种力量,一旦爆发,它将炸毁一切,灰飞烟灭。
When truth is buried, it grows. It chokes. It gathers such an explosive force that on the day it bursts out, it blows up everything with it. 
Every man is his own greatest enemy, and as it were his own murderer.
When you judge another, you do not define them, you define yourself.
真相很少是纯粹的,也从不简单。