I cannot tell why this heart languishes in silence. It is for small needs it never asks, or knows, or remembers.
"Language is the bridge between the soul and the world, and literature is the art of crossing that bridge."
世界上充满了显而易见的事情,却没有人注意到。
Chemistry is the art of building bridges between the microscopic and the macroscopic.
There is, I believe, in every disposition a tendency to some particular evil, a natural defect, which not even the best education can overcome.