勇气并不总是咆哮。有时候,勇气是一天结束时那个轻声说"明天我再试一次"的声音。
他这个人有点小才能,但是从来没有得知大道,(那点小才能,)正好可以害死他自己。
The worth of a mental process is in its service to life.
The novel is a protest against the irreversibility of time.