生命从来不曾离开过孤独而独立存在。无论是我们出生、我们成长、我们相爱还是我们成功和失败,直到最后的最后,孤独犹如影子一样存在于生命一隅。
We do not own our memories; they own us.
唯一真正的错误是我们从中一无所获的错误。
Once we realize that imperfect understanding is the human condition, there is no shame in being wrong, only in failing to correct our mistakes.