He walked out in the gray light and stood and he saw for a brief moment the absolute truth of the world. The cold relentless circling of the intestate earth. Darkness implacable. The blind dogs of the sun in their running. The crushing black vacuum of the universe. And somewhere two hunted animals trembling like ground-foxes in their cover. Borrowed time and borrowed world and borrowed eyes with which to sorrow it.

God is at home, it's we who have gone out for a walk.

Character is destiny.

演戏不是要成为不同的人。它是在明显不同的事物中找到相似之处，然后在那里找到自己。

寻找真理比拥有真理更珍贵。

You can do anything you set your mind to, man.