The total amount of suffering per year in the natural world is beyond all decent contemplation. During the minute that it takes me to compose this sentence, thousands of animals are being eaten alive, many others are running for their lives, whimpering with fear, others are slowly being devoured from within by rasping parasites, thousands of all kinds are dying of starvation, thirst, and disease.

孔子说：“陪君子说话要注意三种毛病：没到说的时候就说，叫做急躁；到该说的时候不说，叫做隐瞒；不顾对方的表情就说，叫做睁眼瞎。”

水产养殖的未来在于平衡生态健康与经济增长。

To try to write love is to confront the muck of language: that region of hysteria where language is both too much and too little, excessive and impoverished.

The uncontrollability of gunpowder teaches me to accept imperfection. 火药的不可控性教会我接受不完美。

我不完美，但我正在努力。

文学的美在于它让我们活了一千次。