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.
回忆这东西若是有气味的话，那就是樟脑的香，甜而稳妥，像记得分明的快乐，甜而怅惘，像忘却了的忧愁。
不努力的天赋一文不值。
诗人是一个小小的神。
地图不是领土，但它是领土的指南。
The only way to do great work is to love what you do.