We are all alone, born alone, die alone, and—in spite of True Romance magazines—we shall all someday look back on our lives and see that, in spite of our company, we were alone the whole way.

The world is always right. In its judgments, it is always right. For it is not the world that judges, but we.

我们男人要是娶到了应得的女人，日子可就难过了。

You just once young but may be immature indefinitely.

Writing is about making something, not about expressing yourself.