I think that we communicate only too well, in our silence, in what is unsaid, and that what takes place is a continual evasion, desperate rearguard attempts to keep ourselves to ourselves.

The world is full of stories, but it's the ones we tell ourselves that shape our reality.

The whole is different from the sum of its parts.

译文：(这梨花)恰似姑射山上的仙子，天生丽质，风姿灵秀，气质高洁不凡。世间万物变化万千，可又有谁能想到，它竟不与百花为伍，独具一格。

——又一个经典的比方

在股票中赚钱的关键是不要被吓跑。