Stray birds of summer come to my window to sing and fly away。 And yellow leaves of autumn， which have no songs， flutter and fall there with a sigh。
夏天的飞鸟，飞到我窗前唱歌，又飞去了。 秋天的黄叶，他们没有什麼可唱的，只是叹息一声，飞落在那里。
Myth is a type of speech chosen by history: it cannot possibly evolve from the 'nature' of things.
A writer’s life is a life of interruptions.
在词语之间的沉默中，真相常常存在。
"When you have a dream, you've got to grab it and never let go."
我不害怕变老，因为随着年龄增长而来的是智慧。
奥运会不仅仅是赢得奖牌，而是促进国家之间的理解和友谊。
佛法就在世间，不能离开世间去觉悟。离开世间去寻找菩提，就像寻找兔子的角一样不可能。