把这一句，留给此刻的你
What good is a writer if he can't destroy literature? And us... what good are we if we don't help as much as we can in that destruction?
如果一个作家不能摧毁文学，那他还有什么用?和我们……如果我们不能在这场灾难中尽我们所能提供帮助，那又有什么用呢?
A LITTLE ENCOURAGEMENT
给此刻的你，一点向前的力量。
关于学习、善意与成长，读一句，再想一想。
Take away love and our earth is a tomb.
没有了爱，地球便成了坟墓。
Jealousy springs more from love of self than from love of another.
嫉妒更多地源于对自己的爱，而不是对他人的爱。
Roses can grow in slums just as weeds can grow around mansions.
玫瑰可以生长在贫民窟，就像杂草可以生长在豪宅周围一样。