The night is a great symphony, but the stars are its notes.
失去一个父母可以看成是一种不幸;失去双亲看上去就像是一种粗心了。
我正在学习如何爱自己。
In everything, there is a limit beyond which we cannot go.
The novel is a mirror walking down the road.
The historian must have some kinship with his subject. The dead will not speak unless they are properly addressed.