The greatest glory in living lies not in never falling, but in rising every time we fall.
The writer must be a stranger in his own country.
The individual is reduced to a negligible quantity, perhaps less in his consciousness than in his habits and in the unconscious adjustments of his life.
当下总是不稳定的所在,过去才是你锚定自我的地方。
我们都是孤独的,生来孤独,死去孤独,尽管有真实的浪漫杂志,总有一天我们会回顾我们的生活,看到尽管有伴侣,我们一直都是孤独的。