Illness is the night-side of life, a more onerous citizenship. Everyone who is born holds dual citizenship, in the kingdom of the well and in the kingdom of the sick.

The great use of life is to spend it for something that will outlast it.

When a child asks an endless string of “why？” questions， the smartest reply is， “I don’t know， what do you think？”

作家必须甘于孤独。