Victory breeds hatred. The defeated live in pain. Happily the peaceful live, giving up victory and defeat.
But all these stars are silent. You-you alone-will have the stars as no one else has them…
你有敌人?很好。这说明在你的生命中的某个时刻,你曾经呐喊过。
未来属于那些愿意适应和进化的人。