我们都受困于自己的记忆，过去是一个我们永远无法逃脱的监狱。

我认为理性是一种理想化的东西。

I've always been drawn to characters who are on the edge, who are struggling with something.

The Worldly Hope men set their Hearts upon Turns Ashes—or it prospers; and anon, Like Snow upon the Desert's dusty Face, Lighting a little hour or two—is gone.

每个词本身就是一个世界，一个意义的宇宙。