The sea is everything. It covers seven tenths of the terrestrial globe. Its breath is pure and healthy. It is an immense desert, where man is never lonely, for he feels life stirring on all sides.

海洋就是一切。它覆盖了地球表面的十分之七。它的呼吸纯净而健康。它是一个巨大的沙漠，人在其中永远不会感到孤独，因为他能感受到四周的生命在涌动。

To really be a nerd, she’d decided, you had to prefer fictional worlds to the real one.

她决定，要真正成为一个书呆子，你必须更喜欢虚构的世界而不是现实世界。

Every hour, she thinks, someone forges the rings, someone carves the cradle, someone loses the war.

每小时，她想着，有人锻造戒指，有人雕刻摇篮，有人输掉战争。

The things that make us human are the things that make us vulnerable.

使我们成为人类的东西也是使我们脆弱的东西。

What do we call visible light? We call it color. But the colors are only the names we give to the way light behaves when it hits something.

我们称可见光为什么？我们称之为颜色。但颜色只是我们给光碰到某物时的行为方式起的名字。

The brain is locked in total darkness, of course, children, built that way, but the mind, the mind is full of light.

大脑当然被锁在完全的黑暗中，孩子们，就是这样构建的，但心灵，心灵充满了光。

To men like that, time was a surfeit, a barrel they watched slowly drain. When really, he thinks, it’s a glowing puddle you carry in your hands; you should spend all your energy protecting it.

对于那样的人来说，时间是过剩的，是他们看着慢慢流干的桶。但实际上，他认为，它是你手中捧着的一滩发光的泥水；你应该用所有的精力去保护它。

Time is a slippery thing: lose hold of it once, and its string might sail out of your hands forever.

时间是个滑溜溜的东西：一旦失去控制，它的线索可能会永远从你手中溜走。

Open your eyes and see what you can with them before they close forever.

在它们永远闭上之前，睁开眼睛，看看你能看到什么。

We all come from somewhere, and we carry that place with us everywhere we go.

我们都来自某个地方，无论走到哪里，我们都带着那个地方。