Love is not about finding a perfect person, but about learning to see an imperfect person perfectly.
愛情不是尋找一個完美的人,而是學(xué)會用完美的眼光看待一個不完美的人。
我在哪里,我不知道,我永遠不會知道,在沉默中你不知道,你必須繼續(xù),我不能繼續(xù),我會繼續(xù)。
未完成有其自身的完美性。
去愛就是要變得脆弱。
For in the final analysis, our most basic common link is that we all inhabit this small planet. We all breathe the same air. We all cherish our children's futures. And we are all mortal.