文学的目的是将血液转化为墨水。
A rich man's body is like a premium cotton pillow, white and soft and blank. Ours are different. My father's spine was a knotted rope, and the skin on his chest was so thin that you could see the ribs pressing out against it.
L'avenir, c'est l'éternité plus un jour.
I am fascinated by the complexity of human relationships.
最终，我们都只是故事。重要的是我们如何讲述它们。
自我不是一成不变的东西，而是通过选择行为不断形成的东西。
要这样生活，仿佛你寿命永恒。要这样工作，仿佛你精力无穷。
From life, from books, from others, we learn.