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

You can have it all. Just not all at once.

解释：神态傲慢，谁还愿意和你相处呢？最洁白的东西好像十分黑暗，最道德的人好像有所不足。

I'm not here to be perfect, I'm here to be real.

采撷花瓣得不著花的美丽。

写作是一种理解世界的方式。它是一种在混乱中强加秩序的方式。

You are not your circumstances, you are your possibilities.