"There is no justice in love, no proportion in it, and there need not be, because in any specific instance it is only a glimpse or parable of an embracing, incomprehensible reality."

过去是唯一闻起来香甜的已逝之物。

The secret of living is to own a convertible and a lake...If the sun is shining, you can rid around in your convertible and be happy...If it starts to rain, it won't spoil your day because you can just say, 'Oh, well, the rain will fill up my lake!'"”