Fiction is the lie through which we tell the truth.
Memories, even your most precious ones, fade surprisingly quickly. But I don’t go along with that. The memories I value most, I don’t ever see them fading.
当我第一次看见你的时候,我们都还年轻,我闭上眼睛,一幕幕往事又在脑海中重现,我站在阳台上,空气里,浓浓的,是夏天的味道,看见灯火,看见热闹的舞会,华丽的盛装。
交换、交易和互换的倾向普遍存在于所有人之中,而在其他动物种族中找不到。
The market is always looking for the next big story.