The novel is the one bright book of life. Books are not life. They are only tremulations on the ether.
Memory is like a collage - some bits sharp, some faded, all rearranged over time.
The best criticism of art is more art.
Quality is never an accident; it's always the result of intelligent effort.
譯文：世俗風(fēng)氣之所以狡詐的人很多，到最后只有忠厚正直的人才能立得住腳；社會(huì)風(fēng)氣都以奢侈浮華為上，但最后還是覺得平淡安靜的日子才更耐人尋味。賞析：做事就是做人。狡詐的行為雖然可以贏得一時(shí)的信任，但最后還是忠厚之人獲得永久的尊重。歷經(jīng)人世繁華，方知平淡最真。