人类是一个太阳,感官是他的行星。
The truth is rarely pure and never simple.
希望是一幅美好的早餐,但却是一顿糟糕的晚餐。
Language is the house of being. In its home man dwells. Those who think and those who create with words are the guardians of this home.
要理解一个人,你必须先理解他们讲给自己的故事。