Literature is not a mirror to reflect reality, but a hammer with which to shape it.

The truth about the world, he said, is that anything is possible. Had you not seen it all from birth and thereby bled it of its strangeness it would appear to you for what it is, a hat trick in a medicine show, a fevered dream, a trance bepopulate with chimeras having neither analogue nor precedent, an itinerant carnival, a migratory tentshow whose ultimate destination after many a pitch in many a mudded field is unspeakable and calamitous beyond reckoning.

每一笔触都承载着历史的重量和可能性的轻盈。

天地有万古岁月，可人死了就不会再复活；人寿命最多百年，一天很容易就会过去了。