我们付出的爱是我们唯一能保留的爱。
I think of my pile of old paperbacks, their pages gone wobbly, like they’d once belonged to the sea.
我想起我那堆旧平装书，书页已经变得松软，仿佛它们曾经属于大海。
There are no shortcuts in life, only down-to-earth efforts.
胜利并不总是衡量进步的标准。