四月是最残忍的月份，从死去的土地里培育出丁香，把回忆和欲望混合，又用春雨搅动迟钝的根芽。
April is the cruelest month, breeding lilacs out of the dead land, mixing memory and desire, stirring dull roots with spring rain.
Games are not just entertainment; they can also be a form of artistic expression.
Success is not final, failure is not fatal: It is the courage to continue that counts.
过去总是紧张的，未来是完美的。
"Truth is like the sun; you can shut it out for a time, but it's not going away."
解释：屋顶是否有漏洞，下面的人才知道。
我们都是某种手艺的学徒，而没人能成为大师。
释义：人生的复杂魅力正在于这种矛盾统一。