You can have all the talent in the world, but if you don’t work hard, it won’t matter.

Taught from infancy that beauty is woman's sceptre, the mind shapes itself to the body, and roaming round its gilt cage, only seeks to adorn its prison.

"Caring too much for objects can destroy you. Only—if you care for a thing enough, it takes on a life of its own, doesn’t it? And isn’t the whole point of things—beautiful things—that they connect you to some larger beauty?"

"真相并不总是美丽的，但谎言总是丑陋的。"

The world is made to end in a beautiful book.