The writer’s joy is the thought that can become emotion, and the emotion that can wholly become a thought.
每个人都是一个月亮,总有一个阴暗面,而他从来不会让人看见。
淌自己的汗,吃自己的饭,自己的事情自己干;靠天、靠地、靠父母,不算是好汉。人只有靠自己的力量,才能得以生存,不依靠自己,就将无法生存。
I'm not interested in the isolated object. I'm interested in the relationship between objects.
我们要做的不是跟随,而是引领。