爱是一种陪伴。我已经不知道如何独自走在路上,因为我已经不能独自前行。一个可见的陪伴让我走得更快,看得更少,同时享受这样走下去。爱是一种迷失自我的方式。
Every failure in the lab teaches you something valuable—if you're paying attention.
The streets of Paris have a memory of their own.
No one can become fully aware of the very essence of another human being unless he loves him.