The greatest tragedy is not death, but forgetting one's mother tongue.
Those who dream by day are cognizant of many things which escape those who dream only by night.
富人的身体就像一个高级棉枕头,白而软且空白。我们的则不同。我父亲的脊椎像一根打结的绳子,他胸前的皮肤薄得可以看到肋骨压出来的痕迹。
"The heart has its own geography, its own weather."
译文:听别人说不如亲眼看看,远远观望不如凑近细查。
最终,我们都是故事。重要的是我们如何讲述它们。