Time is a slippery thing: lose hold of it once, and its string might sail out of your hands forever.
时间是个滑溜溜的东西:一旦失去控制,它的线索可能会永远从你手中溜走。
It is a curious subject of observation and inquiry, whether hatred and love be not the same thing at bottom.
The artist must create his own mythology.
Insanity is repeating the same mistakes and expecting different results.