Philosophy is a battle against the bewitchment of our intelligence by means of language.
【译文】他人骑大马我骑毛驴,仔细想想,我不如他,回头看了一下,还有不如我徒步肩挑的人呢。
我不会逃避过去,只是不再随身携带它。
We carry our homes with us, even when we're far away.
If memories had a smell, it would be the fragrance of camphor, sweet and secure, like clearly remembered happiness, sweet and melancholy, like forgotten sorrow.