Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there wondering, fearing, doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before.

过去不是我们抛在身后的东西；它是我们内心携带的东西，塑造着我们的现在和未来。

"Writing is the painting of the voice."

鸟有巢，蜘蛛有网，人有友谊。

Independence I have long considered as the grand blessing of life, the basis of every virtue.