Three passions, simple but overwhelmingly strong, have governed my life: the longing for love, the search for knowledge, and unbearable pity for the suffering of mankind. These passions, like great winds, have blown me hither and thither, in a wayward course, over a deep ocean of anguish, reaching to the very verge of despair.
It is not difficult to imagine a world short of ambition. It would probably be a kinder world: with out demands, without abrasions, without disappointments. People would have time for reflection. Such work as they did would not be for themselves but for the collectivity.
A man may usually be known by the books he reads as well as by the company he keeps; for there is a companionship of books as well as of men; and one should always live in the best company, whether it be of books or of men.
A good book may be among the best of friends. It is the same today that it always was, and it will never change. It is the most patient and cheerful of companions. It does not turn its back upon us in times of adversity or distress. It always receives us with the same kindness; amusing and instructing us in youth, and comforting and consoling us in age.
The significant inscription found on an old key—“If I rest, I rust”—would be an excellent motto for those who are afflicted with the slightest bit of idleness. Even the most industrious person might adopt it with advantage to serve as a reminder that, if one allows his faculties to rest, like the iron in the unused key, they will soon show signs of rust and, ultimately, cannot do the work required of them.
All of us have read thrilling stories in which the hero had only a limited and specified time to live. Sometimes it was as long as a year; sometimes as short as twenty-four hours. But always we were interested in discovering just how the doomed man chose to spend his last days or his last hours. I speak, of course, of free men who have a choice, not condemned criminals whose sphere of activities is strictly delimited.
Youth is not a time of life; it is a state of mind; it is not a matter of rosy cheeks, red lips and supple knees; it is a matter of the will, a quality of the imagination, a vigor of the emotions; it is the freshness of the deep springs of life.
“朋友一生一起走，那些日子不再有，一句话 一辈子，一生情一杯酒”，朋友在我们生活中非常重要，从小到大，不断认识新朋友，忘记老朋友，并不是所有的朋友都一样，陪你到最后。《A reason, season or a lifetime》把朋友分成了三个类型：一种朋友是因为你的需要而产生的，当问题解决之后，朋友就渐渐远去了；一种是与你相处一段时间的朋友，你们一起分享、学习、成长，他们给你带来快乐，给你惊喜，但这种友谊也只能持续较长时间；一种是一辈子的朋友，人们必须在此基础上建立稳定的感情，并用在生活的其它关系上。
People come into your life for a reason, a season, or a lifetime. When you figure out which one it is, you will know what to do for each person.