I think of my pile of old paperbacks, their pages gone wobbly, like they’d once belonged to the sea.
The greatest happiness of life is the conviction that we are loved; loved for ourselves, or rather, loved in spite of ourselves.
一个人必须在内心拥有混沌,才能诞生跳跃的星星。
The world is more malleable than you think. We can bend it into better shape.