书是一个永远不会评判你的朋友。
Grief is like the ocean; it comes on waves ebbing and flowing. Sometimes the water is calm, and sometimes it is overwhelming. All we can do is learn to swim.
我不怕孤独,因为音乐陪伴我。
——《在广州中国国民党恳亲大会的演说》(1923年10月15日)
I’ve learned that you have to be fearless in going after what you want.