文学的唯一明智目的是，首先是写作的愉快劳动；其次是家人和朋友的满足；最后是实实在在的金钱。
The only sensible ends of literature are, first, the pleasurable toil of writing; second, the gratification of one's family and friends; and lastly, the solid cash.
真相常常令人不适，但它是必要的。
Because school sucks. And people change. Soif you wanna be a normal kid, Auggie, then those are the rules.
孔子说：“我想不说话。”子贡说：“您如果不说话，谁教我们呢？”孔子说：“天说过什么？天不说话，照样四季运行，百物生长，天说过什么？”