爱情并不遵从我们的想象。爱情的神秘之处就在于它的纯洁与纯粹。
Love won’t obey our expectation. Its mystery is pure and absolute.
The truth is always a compound of two half-truths.
I was poor white trash, no glitter, no glamour. But I had a dream, and I made it.
在四月一日时,回想一下这一年来的其他364天自己在做些什么。
在所有人类的痛苦中,最苦涩的是:知道得太多却无法控制任何事情。