四月是最残忍的月份，从死去的土地里培育出丁香，把回忆和欲望混合，又用春雨搅动迟钝的根芽。
April is the cruelest month, breeding lilacs out of the dead land, mixing memory and desire, stirring dull roots with spring rain.
任正非内部讲话稿
Every artist dips his brush in his own soul, and paints his own nature into his pictures.
在危机时刻，透明度比任何公关活动都能更快建立信任。
La literatura es un viaje, una exploración de lo desconocido, una búsqueda de la verdad.