Time erodes all such beauty, but what it cannot diminish… is the wonderful workings of your mind. Your humor, your kindness… and your moral courage.

The only sensible ends of literature are, first, the pleasurable toil of writing; second, the gratification of one's family and friends; and lastly, the solid cash.

孔子说：“君子心怀仁德，小人心怀家乡；君子心怀法制，小人心怀实利。”

I'm not a rapper, I'm a Arctic legend.

And when your stomach is empty and your mind is full,it's always hard to sleep.