威廉·博伊德
精湛的歷史小說
The imagination imitates. It is the critical spirit that creates.
想象力只是模仿，批判精神才能創(chuàng)造。
Man is least himself when he talks in his own person. Give him a mask, and he will tell you the truth.
當(dāng)一個人用本真的面目說話時，他最不像自己。給他一個面具，他就會告訴你真相。
To love oneself is the beginning of a lifelong romance.
The very essence of romance is uncertainty.
浪漫的本質(zhì)就是不確定性。
A dreamer is one who can only find his way by moonlight, and his punishment is that he sees the dawn before the rest of the world.
夢想家只能在月光下找到他的路，他的懲罰是比其他人更早看到黎明。
The truth is rarely pure and never simple.
真相很少純粹，也絕不簡單。
Experience is simply the name we give our mistakes.
經(jīng)驗只是我們給錯誤起的名字。
We are all in the gutter, but some of us are looking at the stars.
我們都在陰溝里，但仍有人仰望星空。
The only thing worse than being talked about is not being talked about.
唯一比被人談?wù)摳愀獾氖虑榫褪菦]人談?wù)撃恪?/div>
The books that the world calls immoral are books that show the world its own shame.
世界稱之為不道德的書籍，恰恰是揭露了世界自身羞恥的書籍。
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