我想起我那堆旧平装书，书页已经变得松软，仿佛它们曾经属于大海。
I think of my pile of old paperbacks, their pages gone wobbly, like they’d once belonged to the sea.
Life is a balance between what we can control and what we cannot. I am learning to live between effort and surrender.
The only limit to our realization of tomorrow will be our doubts of today.