The only real paradise is a paradise we have lost.
唯一真正的天堂是我们已经失去的天堂。
一本书是作者和读者之间的对话,一种超越时间和空间的对话。
"What I need is the dandelion in the spring. The bright yellow that means rebirth instead of destruction. The promise that life can go on, no matter how bad our losses. That it can be good again."
我们对明天认识的唯一限制是我们今天的怀疑。