A rich man's body is like a premium cotton pillow, white and soft and blank. Ours are different. My father's spine was a knotted rope, and the skin on his chest was so thin that you could see the ribs pressing out against it.
你不能敲机会的门却没准备好。
故事就像心灵，它们注定要被分享。
La soledad es la condición esencial del escritor.
吃饭不可不嚼便咽，走路不可不看便走，话不可不考虑便信口乱说，事不可不计划就贸然去做，衣服不能随便就脱，钱财不能随便据为已有，怒气不可不忍而任意发作，朋友不可不加选择地乱交。