The real tragedy is the tragedy of the man who never in his life braces himself for his one supreme effort, who never stretches to his full capacity, never stands up to his full stature.
真正的悲剧是那个人生中从未为他的一次至高无上的努力振作过,从未发挥过他的全部能力,从未挺直过他的全身。
正义并不总是黑白分明;有时它是灰色的。
灵魂是一座花园,思想如花朵般绽放。
I'm not perfect, but I'm always trying to improve.