我们多久讲述一次自己的人生故事?我们多久调整、修饰、狡猾地删减一次?而且生命越长久,周围能质疑我们叙述的人就越少,提醒我们我们的生活不是我们的生活,仅仅是我们讲述的关于生活的故事。
How often do we tell our own life story? How often do we adjust, embellish, make sly cuts? And the longer life goes on, the fewer are those around to challenge our account, to remind us that our life is not our life, merely the story we have told about our life.
"To lose one parent may be regarded as a misfortune; to lose both looks like carelessness."
白色的石头看上去像是玉,奸佞小人看上去像是贤人。这警醒我们要看实质,不要被假象迷惑。
世界因你的榜样而改变,而不是因你的观点。
无论你是谁,无论你做过什么,无论你来自哪里,你总能改变,成为更好的自己。
Girls have to go into the world and make up their own minds about things.
我相信生命是一份礼物,我试图通过我的音乐每天庆祝它。
领导力的货币不是贪婪,而是慷慨。