东西
Love is a battlefield where we all lose something.
The heart is a fragile thing, easily broken but hard to mend.
We are all searching for something, whether we admit it or not, and that search defines us.
The heart is a fragile thing, easily broken, but also capable of immense love and resilience.
That is what learning is. You suddenly understand something you've understood all your life, but in a new way.
That is what learning is. You suddenly understand something you've understood all your life, but in a new way.
That is what learning is. You suddenly understand something you've understood all your life, but in a new way.
The beauty of language lies in its ability to convey the inexpressible.
The land remembers what we have forgotten.
Our culture is not just something we carry in our hearts; it is the very fabric of our existence.
Happiness is not something ready made. It comes from your own actions.
Desire is not a thing to be understood. It is a thing to be endured.
The only way you can write the truth is to assume that what you set down will never be read.
The only way you can write the truth is to assume that what you set down will never be read.
I write to challenge the status quo, to question the given.
I write to make the invisible visible.
I write to remember, to keep alive what would otherwise be lost.
I will not be able to write anything else. I have nothing more to say.
Writing is a way of making the invisible visible.
To write is to give shape to the formless.