真相并不总是美丽,美丽的言辞也不一定是真相。
The truth is not always beautiful, nor beautiful words the truth.
The moment you stop trying to be something you’re not, that’s when you become who you’re supposed to be.
A Book of Verses underneath the Bough, A Jug of Wine, a Loaf of Bread—and Thou Beside me singing in the Wilderness— Oh, Wilderness were Paradise enow!