我认为美来自内心。它不是你可以放在脸上的东西。它是你必须从内心感受到的东西。
I think that beauty comes from within. It's not something you can put on your face. It's something that you have to feel inside.
The heart may think it knows better: the senses know that absence blots people out. We have really no absent friends.
我是圣人，在露台上祈祷...
The only thing worth writing about is the human heart in conflict with itself.
飞蓬生长在麻地里，不用扶持也能挺立；白沙混进黑色泥土，也会跟着一起变黑。