我想起我那堆旧平装书,书页已经变得松软,仿佛它们曾经属于大海。
I think of my pile of old paperbacks, their pages gone wobbly, like they’d once belonged to the sea.
If God intended everybody to be the same, he’d have given us all braces on our legs.
The novel is the most ambitious attempt to capture the human condition.
名字代表什么?我们所称的玫瑰换个名字还是一样芳香。
过去是一个异国;他们在那里做事的方式不同。