Love is the poetry of the senses.
The moment of victory is much too short to live for that and nothing else.
I’m not a guy that’s going to let my love for the history down.
——〈在北京基督教等六教会欢迎会的演说〉,1912年9月5日
"The only limit to our realization of tomorrow will be our doubts of today."
When a giant falls, its body is still warm.