你永远不知道，你是我渴望已久的晴天，你是我猝不及防的暴雨。你永远不知道，你是我赖以生存的空气，你是我难以忍受的饥饿。你永远不知道，我的爱人，你也许永远不会知道。 - 每日文摘

I think baking is very therapeutic. It's a way of expressing yourself and showing love to others.

我认为烘焙非常有治疗作用。它是表达自己和向他人展示爱的一种方式。

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。

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.

安东尼·多尔

时间会缓和所有的悲伤，当你的悲伤被安抚以后，你就会因为认识过我而感到满足。

安托万·德·圣-埃克苏佩里

The best revenge is massive success.

最好的报复就是巨大的成功。

亚瑟小子

At that age， I'd take any excuse to make estimates and do minor arithmetic. I'd calculate our gas mileage -- figure out useless statistics on things like grocery spending. I'd been hearing an ad campaign about smoking. I can't remember the details， but basically the ad said， every puff of a cigarette takes some number of minutes off of your life: I think it might have been two minutes per puff. At any rate， I decided to do the math for my grandmother. I estimated the number of cigarettes per days， estimated the number of puffs per cigarette and so on. When I was satisfied that I'd come up with a reasonable number， I poked my head into the front of the car， tapped my grandmother on the shoulder， and proudly proclaimed， "At two minutes per puff， you've taken nine years off your life！"

在那样的年纪，我会找任何借口做些估测或者小算术。我会计算油耗还有杂货花销等鸡毛蒜皮的小事。我听过一个有关吸烟的广告。我记不得细节了，但是广告大意是说，每吸一口香烟会减少几分钟的寿命，大概是两分钟。无论如何，我决定为祖母做个算术。我估测了祖母每天要吸几支香烟，每支香烟要吸几口等等，然后心满意足地得出了一个合理的数字。接着，我捅了捅坐在前面的祖母的头，又拍了拍她的肩膀，然后骄傲地宣称，"每天吸两分钟的烟，你就少活九年！"