life is a leaf of paper white, thereon each of us may write his word or two. ( a. lowell )生活是一張白紙,每個人都在上面寫上自己的一兩句話。(洛威爾)

on earth there is nothing at but man; in the man there is nothing at but mind. ( a. hamilton )地球上唯一偉大的是人,人身上唯一偉大的是心靈。(哈密爾頓)

 for man is man and master of his fate. ( a. tennyson )人就是人,是自己命運的主人。(丁尼生)

 ideas are like the stars — we never reach them, but like mariners, we chart our course by them. ( c. schurz )理想就象是星星——我們永遠無法到達,但是我們象水手一樣,用它們指引航程。(舒爾茨)

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