他們?cè)f這城市是天堂，但我發(fā)現(xiàn)它是地獄。
The more acute the experience, the less articulate its expression.
What good is the warmth of summer, without the cold of winter to give it sweetness.
你唯一應(yīng)該努力超越的人是昨天的自己。
"I write to destroy the mirror, but I always end up creating it."
呵，樂趣，盡管有人肯定會(huì)因你而倒霉，但你畢竟是如此令人快慰。