He has all the virtues I dislike and none of the vices I admire.
他的美德我都不喜欢。我喜欢的坏他也都没有。
The act of painting is an act of surrender.
To try to write love is to confront the muck of language: that region of hysteria where language is both too much and too little, excessive and impoverished.
The truth is often uncomfortable, but necessary.
I don't think you should ever regret anything. Everything happens for a reason.
The essence of mathematics lies in its freedom.
The act of reading is an act of empathy.
词语是陷阱，我们在不知不觉中踏入其中。