在烘焙中，就像在生活中，是那些小事带来最大的改变。
写作的行为是对存在短暂本质的反抗。
You wear your honor like a suit of armor. You think it keeps you safe, but all it does is weigh you down and make it hard for you to move.
过去从未死去，它甚至从未过去。
The rocks we extract tell Earth's story; we're just temporary custodians of this legacy.
作家的生活是一种屈辱的生活。