Stories are the way we make sense of the world.

I mistrust reality, but I trust the painting.

教养良好的人处处和他人过不去，头脑聪明的人处处和自己过不去。

【译文】不要轻信那些所谓特别正直的人，也要防备那些标榜仁义却不仁义的人。山里有长得笔直的树，世上却无正直的人。

I like the stars. It's the illusion of permanence, I think. I mean, they're always flaring up and caving in and going out. But from here, I can pretend...I can pretend that things last. I can pretend that lives last longer than moments. Gods come, and gods go. Mortals flicker and flash and fade. Worlds don't last; and stars and galaxies are transient, fleeting things that twinkle like fireflies and vanish into cold and dust. But I can pretend.