"We are not seven, we are one. We are bulletproof."

没有人关心你是否跳得好。只要站起来跳舞。伟大的舞者之所以伟大，是因为他们的激情。

A Book of Verses underneath the Bough, A Jug of Wine, a Loaf of Bread—and Thou Beside me singing in the Wilderness— Oh, Wilderness were Paradise enow!

I give the fight up: let there be an end, a privacy, an obscure nook for me. I want to be forgotten even by God.

"The world is indeed full of peril, and in it there are many dark places; but still there is much that is fair, and though in all lands love is now mingled with grief, it grows perhaps the greater."