美，是什么？
是rough winds do shake the darling buds of May；
是thy eternal summer shall not fade
还是Let tomorrow have it's way,
with the promises we've made.
或是an echo on the brink of a russet ravine, with a far wood under a white sky;
and brown leaves choking the brook, and one last cricket in the crisp weeds...
对于我们来说
There's a time for everything,
and a season for every activity under heaven
a time to be born and a time to die
a time to tear down and a time to build
a time to scatter stones and a time to gather them
a time to be silent and a time to speak
a time to love and a time to hate
a time for war and a time for peace.


H. Hubert告诉我们
Even then, I would go mad with tenderness at the mere sight of your dear wan face,
at the mere sound of your raucous young voice, my Lolita.
美和爱，是天使，也是魔鬼