Poetry is the art of saying the unsayable.
Pain is not always physical; sometimes the deepest wounds are the ones we cannot see.
Progress is not just about moving forward, but moving forward together.
You don’t need a fancy degree to succeed—you need guts and common sense.
海天之宽阔任鱼鸟飞跃,不是大丈夫不会有此度量;大丈夫要有在千尺高山振衣,在万里长流洗足般的气节;大丈夫的内蕴要如珠玉藏于山泽般,大丈夫的胸襟要有如月明风清般光洁温煦。
The truth is out there, but it often hides in the details.