The bow whispers to the arrow before it speeds forth-"Your freedom is mine."
弓在箭要射出之前，低声对箭说到，——“你的自由是我的。”

A mind all logic is like a knife all blade.It makes the hand bleed that uses it.
全是理智的心，恰如一柄全是锋刃的刀。
叫使用它的人手上流血。

This my flower,my death.