故事是作者写给自己的信,用来告诉自己那些无法以其他方式发现的事情。
Happiness in this world, when it comes, comes incidentally. Make it the objet of pursuit, and it leads us a wild-goose chase, and is never attained. Follow some other object, and very possibly we may find that we have cought happiness without dreaming of it.
我不是星星,我是银河。