“青春”二字蒙去上部,剩下日月,日月为明。只要有青春,就有光明。但是在光明投射后的另一面,每个人都会反观到自身的阴影。

Nobody grows old merely by a number of years. We grow old by deserting our ideals. Years may wrinkle the skin, but to give up enthusiasm wrinkles the soul. Worry, fear, self-distrust bows the heart and turns the spirit back to dust.
没有人因年岁增长而变老。只因丧失理想而衰颓。流失的岁月也许会在肌肤上留下痕迹，丢失的热情却会让灵魂泛起褶皱。忧虑，惶恐，自我怀疑，会使灵魂扭曲，意气如灰。

I don't believe in hope. Hope is a beggar. Hope walks through the fire and faith leaps over it.

So many of us choose our path out of fear disguised as practicality. What we really want seems impossibly out of reach and ridiculous to expect, so we never dare to ask the universe for it.

很多人在选择道路时被伪装成现实的恐惧所欺骗。我们心之所想看似遥不可及，荒诞不经，所以我们从来不敢向宇宙索取。

Now fear is going to be a player in your life, but you get to decide how much You can spend your whole life imagining ghosts, worrying about the pathway to the future,but all there will ever be is what's happening here and the decisions we make in this moment, which are based in either love or fear.

恐惧将会扮演你人生中的一个角色，但它的戏份有多少是由你来决定的。你可以穷尽一生想象鬼怪，担忧通往未来的道路，但往后的一切都与正在发生的事有关，与此刻我们基于热忱或恐惧做出的决定有关。