In darkness, we learn to cherish the light.
回忆这东西若是有气味的话,那就是樟脑的香,甜而稳妥,像记得分明的快乐,甜而怅惘,像忘却了的忧愁。
唯一不可能的事情是你没有尝试的事情。
"The library is inhabited by spirits that come out of the pages at night."