I do not like proper novels. In proper novels people say things like, ‘I am veined with iron, with silver and with streaks of common mud. I cannot contract into the firm fist which those clench who do not depend on stimulus.’ What does this mean? I do not know. Nor does Father. Nor do the people who write these books.
我不喜歡正經(jīng)的小說。在正經(jīng)小說里，人們會(huì)說這樣的話：“我的血管里流淌著鐵、銀和普通的泥土。我無法像那些不依賴刺激的人那樣握緊拳頭?！边@是什么意思？我不知道。父親也不知道。寫這些書的人也不知道。
The mind is everything. What you think you become.
如果你想成為最好的，你必須能夠承受最壞的。
The language of mathematics is universal, transcending cultural and linguistic barriers.
宇宙是由一位至高無上、善良且有序的創(chuàng)造者為我們打造的。
Fiction is a way of telling the truth without being constrained by facts.
Pain is temporary, but quitting lasts forever.