It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness, it was the epoch of belief, it was the epoch of incredulity, it was the season of Light, it was the season of Darkness, it was the spring of hope, it was the winter of despair, we had everything before us, we had nothing before us, we were all going direct to Heaven, we were all doing direct the other way.
Every flower in Provence knows my name, and I know the secret of each petal.
I want talent， not money. Talent will find its way.
我们都害怕——为我们的信心，为未来，为这个世界。
点燃蜡烛的同时也投下了阴影。