We never take our success for granted.
一个人内心必须有混沌,才能诞生一颗跳舞的星星。
I think of my pile of old paperbacks, their pages gone wobbly, like they’d once belonged to the sea.
我想起我那堆旧平装书,书页已经变得松软,仿佛它们曾经属于大海。