回忆这东西若是有气味的话，那就是樟脑的香，甜而稳妥，像记得分明的快乐，甜而怅惘，像忘却了的忧愁。
If memories had a smell, it would be the fragrance of camphor, sweet and secure, like clearly remembered happiness, sweet and melancholy, like forgotten sorrow.
The mind is nothing but the sum total of human experience considered from the standpoint of dependence upon the experiencing individual.
诗人是一个总是说真话的骗子。
不仅仅是你说的话能打动人心，而是你说话的方式。
In art, as in life, the simplest solutions are often the most profound.