Life is simply being born and living on.
The price of wisdom is contradiction; it is a joke that life plays on one's outlook.
By traveling and experiencing, one sees more and understands more. After weathering storms and hardships, one comes to understand the ways of the world. Slowly, one learns to be strong, to be tolerant, and to calm a restless heart. I enjoy sipping tea, sensing the essence of life behind the vanity within its faint fragrance. I appreciate the mature beauty of yellow leaves in autumn—coming and going quietly, without desire, bringing a sense of tranquility, simplicity, and lingering charm. The splendor of life lies in grasping the present and smiling toward the warmth. Give yourself strength to wipe away tears, and give yourself grace to move forward leisurely. Life is ultimately beautiful, with warm sunshine, drifting clouds, and fragrant flowers. Sometimes, unhappiness arises because we have closed our own hearts.
On the stage of life, everyone is inevitably drawn into the colorful drama of the human world, playing different roles. Some often play the protagonist, while others play supporting roles; some fall from lead to supporting, and others rise from supporting to lead. No one in this world is without pain, and no one is without tears. For everyone, pain is merely a passing traveler.
Sometimes, we cannot do what we wish to do, not because of incapacity, but because we are truly compelled. Sometimes, we must do what we do not wish to do, because we are left with no choice.
The only thing one can predict in life is that nothing is predictable.
Books are great friends, and finding them is a rare encounter across a thousand years.
