難道你看不出一個充滿痛苦與煩惱的世界對于磨練智慧、造就靈魂是多么必要嗎？
Do you not see how necessary a world of pains and troubles is to school an intelligence and make it a soul?
登上梯子頂端的唯一方法就是一步一步往上爬。
To try to write love is to confront the muck of language: that region of hysteria where language is both too much and too little, excessive and impoverished.
辦喪事雖有一定的禮儀，但還是以哀痛為本。?