The mind is a machine that can be understood through the principles of computation.

A writer's life is a highly vulnerable, almost naked activity. We don't have to weep about that. The writer makes his choice and is stuck with it. But it is true to say that you are open to all the winds, some of them icy indeed. You are out on your own, out on a limb. You find no shelter, no protection — unless you lie — in which case of course you have constructed your own protection and, it could be argued, become a politician.

城市本身就是一个角色，有着自己的情绪和神秘。

The real contest is always between what you've done and what you're capable of doing. You measure yourself against yourself and nobody else.

I believe in the magic of classical music; it transcends time and speaks to the soul.