The heart of another is a dark forest, always, no matter how close it has been to one's own.

  • -- Willa Sibert Cather 威拉·西伯特·凯瑟

另一个人的心是一片黑暗的森林,永远,不管它离自己有多近。

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Well, with the French language, which I understood and spoke, however imperfectly, and read in great quantities, at certain times, the matter I suppose was slightly different from either Latin or Greek.

我懂法语,也能说法语,尽管我说得不太好,但我读了很多,在某些时候,我觉得法语和拉丁语或希腊语有点不同。

I may attempt a novel. I think that no matter what you write, it requires being honest with oneself, and you have to pull yourself out of the whirlwind of daily life.

我可以尝试写一本小说。我认为无论你写什么,都需要对自己诚实,你必须把自己从日常生活的漩涡中拉出来。

The human heart dares not stay away too long from that which hurt it most. There is a return journey to anguish that few of us are released from making.

人类的心不敢远离伤害它最深的东西太久。我们中很少有人能从痛苦中解脱出来。

At the heart of excessive individualism is a broken heart.

过度个人主义的核心是一颗破碎的心。