语言是一种皮肤:我用我的语言摩擦对方。就好像我有的是词语而不是手指,或者我的词语的尖端是手指。
Language is a skin: I rub my language against the other. It is as if I had words instead of fingers, or fingers at the tip of my words.
真正的进步发生在我们走出舒适区并拥抱变化的时候。
Over the piano was printed a notice: Please do not shoot the pianist. He is doing his best.
I’m not a guy that’s going to let my love for the loyalty down.