記憶是一個(gè)充滿版本的檔案，而不是絕對真理。
過去從未消逝，它甚至還未過去。
In the end, we are all just trying to make sense of the chaos.
世界充滿了簡單、明顯而美麗的事物，以至于人們竟然還會(huì)去發(fā)明任何東西，這真是令人驚奇。
我不相信運(yùn)氣，我相信準(zhǔn)備遇上機(jī)會(huì)。
"Every book has a soul. The soul of the person who wrote it and of those who read it and dream about it."