也许每一个男子全都有过这样的两个女人,至少两个。娶了红玫瑰,久而久之,红的变了墙上的一抹蚊子血,白的还是"床前明月光";娶了白玫瑰,白的便是衣服上沾的一粒饭黏子,红的却是心口上一颗朱砂痣。
艺术不是反映现实的镜子,而是塑造现实的锤子。
The roads are full of crowds going somewhere, but nobody knows where they are going.
A story is a way of understanding the world.
We are all made of star-stuff, and through physics, we seek to understand our origins.
数学的进步归功于那些不是被应用的欲望驱动,而是被发现的喜悦驱动的人。