The artist deals with what cannot be said in words.

艺术家处理的是无法用言语表达的东西。

The unread story is not a story; it is little black marks on wood pulp. The reader, reading it, makes it live: a live thing, a story.

未被阅读的故事不是故事；它只是纸浆上的小黑点。读者在阅读时赋予它生命：一个活生生的东西，一个故事。

When you light a candle, you also cast a shadow.

当你点燃蜡烛时，你也投下了阴影。

The truth is a matter of the imagination.

真相是想象力的产物。

It is good to have an end to journey toward; but it is the journey that matters, in the end.

有一个终点是好的；但最终重要的是旅程本身。

To light a candle is to cast a shadow.

点燃蜡烛的同时也投下了阴影。

The only thing that makes life possible is permanent, intolerable uncertainty; not knowing what comes next.

唯一使生活成为可能的是永久而难以忍受的不确定性；不知道接下来会发生什么。

We read books to find out who we are.

我们读书是为了发现自己是谁。

Love doesn't just sit there, like a stone; it has to be made, like bread, remade all the time, made new.

爱不像石头一样静止不动；它必须像面包一样被制作，不断重新制作，不断更新。

The creative adult is the child who survived.

有创造力的成年人就是幸存下来的孩子。