The only limit to our realization of tomorrow is our doubts of today.
有誰背后沒被他人議論過，又有誰在他人面前沒議論過別人？有錢人不管說什么，別人都奉承他說的是真的，而窮人即使說的是真話，別人也都不相信是真話。
The night is a black flower that blooms with stars.
That is what we have to do in life: to take the great wounds and the little scratches and keep on going.
The mind is an unnecessary construct for explaining behavior.