The sun, the sea, the wind—these are the eternal poets.
太陽、大海、風(fēng)——這些是永恒的詩人。
I have made a ceaseless effort not to ridicule， not to bewail， not to scorn human actions， but to understand them.
In every line, there is a hidden truth.
天上永遠(yuǎn)不會(huì)掉下玫瑰來，如果想要更多的玫瑰，必須自己種植。
The best fiction makes the familiar strange and the strange familiar.