But none of these scars were fresh. They were as old as erosions[侵蚀] in a fishless desert. Everything about him was old except his eyes, and they were the same color as the sea and were cheerful and undefeated.
但是这些伤疤中没有一块是新的。它们像无鱼可打的沙漠中被侵蚀的地方一般古老。他身上的一切都显得古老，除了那双眼睛，它们像海水一般蓝，是愉快而不肯认输的。
Every artist is a child of his time, but the great ones are also the parents of the future.
Love is the only thing that can fill the eternal emptiness of the human heart.
你无法控制发生在你身上的事情，但你可以控制你如何回应。