把这一句，留给此刻的你
We can't feel anything - all that's left inside us is dust.
我们什么也感觉不到——我们体内只剩下灰尘。
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。
If peace had a smell,it would be the smell of a library full of old, leather-bound books.
如果和平有一种气味，那一定是图书馆里满是皮面旧书的味道。
Art is a lie that makes us realize the truth.
艺术是使我们认识真理的谎言。