、　　亲爱的自己，你不要老是想依赖别人，更不能奢望别人在你需要的时候**时间站出来，毕竟谁也都不是谁的谁。

　　亲爱的自己，这个**，只有回不去的，没有什么是过不去的。

　　亲爱的自己，好好对待陪在你身边的那些人，因为爱情、友情都是一辈子的事。

　　亲爱的自己，相信自己的直觉，不要随随便便招惹别人，也不要让别人随随便便走进你的**招惹你。

　　亲爱的自己，别人对你好，你要加倍对别人好，别人对你不好，你还是应该对别人好，那样才说明你足够足够好。

　　亲爱的自己，不管现实有多么，惨不忍睹，你都要持之以恒的相信，这只是黎明前短暂的黑暗而已。

　　亲爱的自己，不要抓住过去的回忆不放，断了线的风筝，只能让它飞，放过它，更是放过自己。

　　亲爱的自己，全**就一个**的你，就算没有人懂得欣赏你一定要好好爱自己，放轻松，做**真实的自己。

　　亲爱的自己，用心做人，用爱待事！忘记今日所有的烦恼；明日依然是初升的太阳！
“Philippe! Speak to me, Philippe! Philippe . . . Don’t you hear me? O God of Heaven! Philippe!”

At a glance they saw that here neither priest nor doctor could avail. The cheek that lay against Andre–Louis’s was leaden-hued, the half-open eyes were glazed, and there was a little froth of blood upon the vacuously parted lips.

Half blinded by tears Andre–Louis stumbled after them when they bore the body into the inn. Upstairs in the little room to which they conveyed it, he knelt by the bed, and holding the dead man’s hand in both his own, he swore to him out of his impotent rage that M. de La Tour d’Azyr should pay a bitter price for this.

“It was your eloquence he feared, Philippe,” he said. “Then if I can get no justice for this deed, at least it shall be fruitless to him. The thing he feared in you, he shall fear in me. He feared that men might be swayed by your eloquence to the undoing of such things as himself. Men shall be swayed by it still. For your eloquence and your arguments shall be my heritage from you. I will make them my own. It matters nothing that I do not believe in your gospel of freedom. I know it — every word of it; that is all that matters to our purpose, yours and mine. If all else fails, your thoughts shall find expression in my living tongue. Thus at least we shall have frustrated his vile aim to still the voice he feared. It shall profit him nothing to have your blood upon his soul. That voice in you would never half so relentlessly have hounded him and his as it shall in me — if all else fails.”