爱是一个战场，但它是一个值得为之奋斗的战场。

不要在干草堆里找针。直接买下整个干草堆！

写作就是重写。

A picture held us captive. And we could not get outside it, for it lay in our language and language seemed to repeat it to us inexorably.

贫困和无知可能逐渐消失的希望，很大程度上源于十九世纪工人阶级的稳步进步。