The deeper the silence, the louder the voice within.
沉默越深,內(nèi)心的聲音就越響亮。
A story is never finished; it only stops.
故事永遠(yuǎn)不會(huì)結(jié)束;它只是停止。
The present is a fleeting moment, already becoming the past.
當(dāng)下是轉(zhuǎn)瞬即逝的時(shí)刻,已經(jīng)在成為過去。
To love is to lose, and yet we love anyway.
There is no such thing as a small word; every word carries the universe.
沒有所謂的小詞;每個(gè)詞都承載著宇宙。
The body remembers what the mind forgets.
身體記得心靈遺忘的東西。
A writer’s duty is not to answer questions, but to ask them.
作家的職責(zé)不是回答問題,而是提出問題。
The unknown is not something to fear, but something to embrace.
未知不是要害怕的東西,而是要擁抱的東西。
To speak is to risk, but to be silent is to risk more.
說話是一種冒險(xiǎn),但沉默是更大的冒險(xiǎn)。
We do not own our memories; they own us.
我們不擁有記憶;記憶擁有我們。