爱,始于自我欺骗,终于欺骗他人,这就是所谓的浪漫。
When one is in love, one always begins by deceiving one's self, and one always ends by deceiving others. That is what would calls a romance.
Love is the only sane and satisfactory answer to the problem of human existence.
Love is a kind of patience.
过去总是与我们同在,因为它滋养着现在。
Some people go to priests; others to poetry; I to my friends.