人们心中所寄托的世俗希望，要么化为灰烬——要么繁荣；然后，就像沙漠尘埃上的雪，照亮一两个小时——就消失了。
The Worldly Hope men set their Hearts upon Turns Ashes—or it prospers; and anon, Like Snow upon the Desert's dusty Face, Lighting a little hour or two—is gone.
真正的大不敬是不尊重别人所信仰的的神。
The body is not a thing, it is a situation: it is our grasp on the world and our sketch of our project.
幸福不是没有痛苦，而是有能力克服它。
