Every book is the wreck of a perfect idea.

我们都会死去，所有人，多么荒谬！这种孤独的事实应该让我们彼此相爱可是并没有。我们在琐事中变得恐惧平庸，我们被虚无啃噬。

There are some secrets which do not permit themselves to be told.

The study of mathematics is like air or gravity – it’s everywhere, even if you don’t see it.

故事是我们理解自己生活的方式。