The way to deal with men is to love them very, very much, otherwise they will become unbearable. I love men, and I only love men. I can have 50 people at a time.
There is really no need to cover myself with beautiful clothes, because I am writing.
4. Once a person grows up, everything becomes a thing apart. You don't have to leave all kinds of memories with you forever, just leave them where they were formed.
Later, she cried, because she thought of the man on the shore, because she was not sure whether she loved him or not for a moment, because he had disappeared into history, just like water disappeared into the sand, because only now, at this moment, from the music thrown into the sea, she found him and found him.
6. Writing is death, and it is also in death.
That's right. They like you because you are you.
8. I always want to keep a place where I can be alone, a place where I can love without knowing what, who, how and how long I love. But leave a waiting place in your heart, others will never know, wait for love, maybe don't know who to love, but wait, love.
If a person doesn't even have a soul and just lets a pair of exorcist shells wander around the world, then he can really do anything. No one knows where his soul went. Did you abandon it yourself? Or is it stripped by life? We don't know this, but such a person, while we hate him, I think we should pity him more.
10. The sun disappeared behind the mountain, and the valley reflected the light of the Arno River. This is a small river, the water is sparkling, calm, curved and soothing, and the river is green, which gives it a sleepy beast posture. It lies lazily on the steep river bank and flows happily.
1 1. They're breaking up. She remembers how hard and cruel it was to speak. Their desire is too strong to be expressed in words. They stopped looking at each other. They avoid eye contact with their hands. He doesn't want to talk. She said that silence itself, the words that were not said because of silence, even its depression and carelessness, as well as this escape game, these childish words and her tears, should have made people feel that this is love.
The way to deal with men is to love them very, very much, otherwise they will become unbearable. I love men, and I only love men. I can have 50 people at a time. Love does not exist. There is only * * between men and women. It is absolutely inappropriate, even pitiful, to seek comfort in love, but she thinks that without love, there is no place in the heart and no place to look forward to, it is unimaginable.
13. All this turned into * * in a flash of laughter, just as pain must begin with * *, so the resistance movement has a reason to defect and cooperate, a reason to be hungry and cold, and a reason to die for meanness.
I know you and will always remember you. At that time, you were young and everyone said you were beautiful. Now I'm here to tell you that I love your smashed face more than you did then.
15. Persistence is an extremely painful thing in the competition for interests. You should always be nervous and be prepared to think like a soldier about to go to war. Such a thing is extremely painful both physically and mentally, so maybe quitting is the best choice.
In order to see him after you left. Make friends with him, talk about you, Paul and our mother, and cry together because of my love for you.
17. A writer is unbearable. He kills people and does bad things.
18. Drinking makes loneliness sound. In the end, people have nothing but drinking. Drinking doesn't necessarily mean wanting to die, no. But I don't think drinking is impossible. To live by drinking is to live close to death. When you binge drink, you can stop yourself from killing yourself, because with this idea, people can't drink when they are dead. Drunkenness is then used to bear the vanity of the world, the balance of the planet, and the immovable movement of the planet in space. For you, it is the unique silence and indifference of the place where you struggle.
Nineteen. I like writers who have only written one novel. My favorite writers and works are: Bible, Misley, chateaubriand, Rousseau, Pascal, Renan's Biography of Jesus, Princess Clive, Racine and Baudelaire. I don't think Sartre and Beauvoir are writers. Why bring in writers? They have enough books.
It's too late, too late. In my life, it's too early and too hasty. Eighteen, it's too late. Between the ages of eighteen and twenty-five, my original appearance has long since disappeared. I grew old when I was eighteen.
2 1. Love does not exist. There is only * * between men and women, so it is absolutely inappropriate, even pitiful, to seek comfort in love. For me, love is not a flesh-and-blood relationship, not a dish or a meal, but an immortal desire and a heroic dream in a decadent life.
22. Now, I think at a very young age, when I was eighteen or nineteen years old, I had the omen of the face that I would have in middle age because of excessive drinking.
23. She turned to the window again and smiled at the rain outside.
Admittedly, children are disturbing. When you have children, you can neither sleep nor read or talk. Children are almost as terrible as life.
25. Loneliness is always accompanied by madness. I know. People can't see madness. I just feel it sometimes. I don't think it will be anything else. When you spend all your money and a whole book, you must be in a very lonely state and can't share it with anyone. You can't share anything with others. You must read your book alone and be sealed in your book.
26. I think the definition of sinner is too simple. If a person hurts others and disturbs others' lives, and these people are even his closest relatives, he is a complete bastard and a sinner, I think so.
Twenty-seven After the lonely days, I finally fell in love with my ignorance, and I felt very comfortable with them, like a stove. At this time, you should let the flame burn slowly, without saying a word or commenting. We must renew ourselves in ignorance.
From the moment I saw him, I knew I would lose him again.
29. You can never stand a man unless you love him very much.
30. You are not the one who has always been by my side. No matter what you are doing, whether you are far away from me or close to me, you are my hope.
3 1. Love does not exist. There is only * * between men and women. It is absolutely inappropriate, even pitiful, to seek comfort in love, but she thinks that without love, there is no place in the heart and no place to look forward to, it is unimaginable.
32. Any woman is more mysterious, smarter, more vivid and fresher than a man, and never wants to be a man.
Thirty-three For me, love is not a dish or a meal, not a close relative of skin, but a heroic dream of a tired life.
She believes that she knows where it is. In this place, because their desires for each other are harmonious, they become lovers.
You will know all the children in the world, but you will never know them.
Thirty-six. I am getting old. One day, in the lobby of a public place, a man came up to me and introduced himself. He said to me: I know you, and I will always remember you. At that time, you were very young and everyone said you were beautiful. Now, let me tell you, for me, I think you are more beautiful than when you were young. I love your withered face more than your beautiful face.
37. I often recall this image that only I can recall and never tell others. It has always been there, and in the silence of the past, I was amazed. This is the most pleasant image of all, and it is also the one I am most familiar with and fascinated by.
38. Every open book is a long night.
39. When you are experiencing the youngest and most enviable years in your life, the sudden advance of this time will sometimes surprise you.
Forty. When life dies? Desert? If you don't think about life and survival, or put it in a less important position, life can be very comfortable, but it is inevitable that it is too helpless.
4 1. I hope the summer in my heart is as perfect as the summer outside, so I won't forget to wait all year round. But there is no summer in the mind. I watched the summer pass, but stayed in winter. We must get out of this impatient season and grow old in the sunshine of desire.
Homosexuality, like cancer, is a fatal disease.
I love you the most in the world. More important than anything. More than anything I have ever seen. Better than any book I have ever read. More important than anything I have. More important than anything.
44. If I were not a writer, I would be a * *.
45. The truest thing between husband and wife is betrayal; No couple, even the happiest couple, can inspire each other in love; In class, women are excited by fear and sneaking around, while men see more exciting goals.
46. In this place, people know nothing but look at the forest, waiting for nothing and crying.
47. The lonely child is thin in a white bathing suit. Yes, you can see his body clearly. He is too tall, as if he were made of glass. I can already imagine what this body will look like, perfect proportions, connection points, slender muscles, amazing fragility of every joint, wrinkles on the neck, legs and hands, a head as accurate as the exit point, a guiding lamp and the fruit of a flower.
48. Weak love can't have a result, but even if power prevents lovers from being together, I don't think he can stop love, so love can be together forever.
49. In Hiroshima, she dedicated the most precious thing she had, the love she expressed now, the love that Naawer survived after her death, to the Japanese.
50. I am too short and mediocre, and no one in the street will ever look back at me!
At that time, you were very young and everyone said you were beautiful. Now, let me tell you, for me, I think you are more beautiful now than when you were young. I love your vicissitudes of life face more than you did then.
52. I am in love with life and death. I found your good points in my lost feelings, and you made me realize your good points. I think I am the only one who loves your life. However, the time when you lived by my side made me feel very cold. This doesn't make me understand you. It just makes me closer to death, easier to accept death, and more eager to die. This is how you stand in front of me, with a kind of tenderness, with an eternal, naive and inaccessible * *. You know nothing about it.
53. Hatred is the threshold of silence.
54. The story of my life does not exist. It doesn't exist. It has no center, no road, no line. There are many places where everyone thinks there are people, but there are no people.
55. I never thought that China people would die. His body, skin, penis and hands will all die. For a whole year, I went back to the time when I took the ferry to the Mekong River in the past year. This time, in the process of narration, Qing's face suddenly flashed his little brother, an unusual child, with dazzling brilliance. I am with these people, and only stay with them in the story.
He told her that, as in the past, he still loved her until death did us part.
57. I am getting old. One day, in the lobby of a public place, a man came up to me. He introduced himself voluntarily, and he said to me: I know you and will always remember you. At that time, you were very young and everyone said you were beautiful. Now, let me tell you, for me, you are more beautiful now than when you were young. You were a young woman at that time, and I loved your battered face more than your face at that time. ?
58. I like writers who have written only one novel. My favorite writers and works are: Bible, Misley, chateaubriand, Rousseau, Pascal, Renan's Biography of Jesus, Princess Clive, Racine and Baudelaire. I don't think Sartre and Beauvoir are writers.
59. This may be a beautiful mistake. At the moment when I suddenly looked back, love had come quietly. However, whether this love is an accidental encounter or a deliberate encounter after countless times, love is not a simple matter.