The cost of oblivious daydreaming was always this moment of return, the realignment with what had been before and now seemed a little worse.
沉浸在无意识的白日梦中的代价，总是要在这一刻回到现实，与过去的情景重新对齐，而此刻的现实似乎稍微糟糕了一些。
Hope is the thing with feathers that perches in the soul.
宇宙不仅比我们想象的更奇怪，而且比我们能想象的还要奇怪。
Innovation should never be for its own sake—it must serve a real purpose.
文学的力量在于它能够跨越时间和空间连接我们。
Art is a way of thinking, not a profession.
人生苦短，不该在痛苦中虚度。