最终,我们记住的不是敌人的话语,而是朋友的沉默。
时间不治愈伤口,只是掩盖它们。
【释义】人总是旧友可贵,物总是新的好。
爱是由心灵衡量的空间和时间。
Every day confirms his belief of the inconsistency of all human characters, and of the little dependence that can be placed on the appearance of merit or sense.