女人一生只有一个真正的悲剧,那就是她的过去属于情人,未来只属于丈夫。
There is only one real tragedy in a woman’s life. The fact that her past is always her lover, and her future invariably her husband.
The universe is not only stranger than we imagine, it is stranger than we can imagine.
当真理还正在穿鞋的时候,谎言就能走遍半个世界。
Art is not a handicraft, it is the transmission of feeling the artist has experienced.