当我们破坏林地时,我们失去的不是树木,而是地球故事的篇章。
When we damage our woodlands, we're not losing trees—we're erasing chapters of Earth's story.
I decided long ago never to walk in anyone's shadow; if I fail, or if I succeed at least I did as I believe.
The desert could not be claimed or owned–it was a piece of cloth carried by winds, never held down by stones, and given a hundred shifting names.
Matter is divisible ad infinitum, while form is indivisible.