I must confess that I never could see any beauty in her. Her face is too thin; her complexion has no brilliancy; and her features are not at all handsome. Her nose wants character; there is nothing marked in its lines. Her teeth are tolerable, but not out of the common way; and as for her eyes, which have sometimes been called so fine, I could never see anything extraordinary in them.

The power of music lies in its ability to heal the soul.

If everything was perfect, you would never learn and you would never grow.

死者试图与活者交谈，就像年长者试图与年轻者交谈一样。