"Memory is a strange thing. It doesn't work as I thought it did. We are so foolishly constructed that we go through life arm in arm with our earliest memories, thinking they are the most recent."
记忆是个奇怪的东西。它并不像我以为的那样运作。我们的构造如此愚蠢，以至于我们携着最早的记忆走过一生，还以为它们是最新近的。
Virtues are acquired through endeavor, which rests wholly upon yourself.
释义：善恶的行为和结果都会非常明显，就像影子紧随着身体一样，无法隐藏。强调了一个人行为的善恶最终都会得到相应的显现和回报。
El silencio es el lenguaje de Dios, y nosotros, los poetas, somos sus intérpretes.
History is not just a record of events; it is the soul of a people, their dreams and struggles.
The world gels better every day-then worse again in the evening.