没有故事,我们只是骸骨与尘埃。
无论头上是怎样的天空,我准备承受任何风暴。
He who knows only his side of the case knows little of that.
The pursuit of mathematical truth is a pursuit of beauty, elegance, and simplicity.
也许每一个男子全都有过这样的两个女人,至少两个。娶了红玫瑰,久而久之,红的变了墙上的一抹蚊子血,白的还是"床前明月光";娶了白玫瑰,白的便是衣服上沾的一粒饭黏子,红的却是心口上一颗朱砂痣。