When a person realizes he has been deeply heard, his eyes moisten. I think in some real sense he is weeping for joy. It is as though he were saying, "Thank God, somebody heard me. Someone knows what it's like to be me."
当一个人意识到自己被深深倾听时，他的眼睛会湿润。我想在某种程度上，他是喜极而泣。就好像他在说：“感谢上帝，有人听到了我。有人知道我的感受。”
世界是一本书，不旅行的人只读了一页。
Silence is argument carried out by other means.
如果在战争获胜后得不到任何东西，不要开战。
我不是说唱歌手，我是一个带有黑帮风格的诗人。
把一个简单的想法认真对待。