未来是一个概念——它只存在于我们的脑海中。

缺席之于爱情，犹如风之于火；它熄灭小火，却助长大火。

To know that one does not write for the other, to know that these things I am going to write will never make me loved by the one I love.

I was never afraid of failure; for I would sooner fail than not be among the greatest.

生命是一场漫长的告别。