Words have no power to impress the mind without the exquisite horror of their reality.

Short-term gains at the expense of the environment will always lead to long-term losses.

But I love her. She could fade and wither， how can； but I just look at her， all the tenderness， Chung on the heart.

生命太短暂，不能浪费在消极上。

The music is my voice when I can't speak.

唯一的限制是你自己设定的限制。

One man's constant is another man's variable.

Sometimes, the wicked will tell us things just to confuse us–to haunt our thoughts long after we've faced them.