我明白了人生苦短，必须快乐。

写作就是抵抗时间的侵蚀，与遗忘抗争。

最有趣的艺术发生在误解的边缘。

We know so little about each other. We lie mostly submerged, like ice floes, with our visible social selves projecting only cool and white.

Words are wise men's counters, they do but reckon by them; but they are the money of fools.