In every story, there is a hidden truth waiting to be uncovered.

我爱你，不是因为你是一个怎样的人，而是因为我喜欢与你在一起时的感觉。

You think when you wake up in the mornin yesterday don't count. But yesterday is all that does count. What else is there? Your life is made out of the days it's made out of. Nothin else.

艺术是一种用手思考的方式。

未来不是礼物。它是一种成就。

追求完美的想法，是一个好计划的最大敌人。