勇气并不总是咆哮。有时候,勇气是一天结束时那个轻声说"明天我再试一次"的声音。
试图写爱就是面对语言的泥潭:那个语言既太多又太少,过度又贫瘠的歇斯底里区域。
The moment you think you've understood a character completely is the moment you've lost them.