Wisdom comes to us when it can no longer do any good.

I am too intelligent, too demanding, and too resourceful for anyone to be able to take charge of me entirely. No one knows me or loves me completely. I have only myself.

The iron rule of nature is: You get what you reward for.If you want ants to come, you put sugar on the floor.

从长远来看，我们都死了。

A love that makes breath poor, and speech unable.