"Traveling is a brutality. It forces you to trust strangers and to lose sight of all that familiar comfort of home and friends. You are constantly off balance. Nothing is yours except the essential things: air, sleep, dreams, the sea, the sky - all things tending towards the eternal or what we imagine of it."

最终，我们记住的不是敌人的话语，而是朋友的沉默。

I don't let the world steal my joy.

You have to keep thinking about what you can do to make the world a better place.

时间不是药，药在时间里。