The limits of my language mean the limits of my world.

Who hears music, feels his solitude peopled at once.

Passion is the fuel that drives creativity and keeps the fire burning.

"Life is a series of natural and spontaneous changes. Don't resist them; that only creates sorrow. Let reality be reality. Let things flow naturally forward in whatever way they like."

从我的过去的一片荒墟中，至少，至少有这些我能记忆。

未来属于那些能够适应不断变化的能源格局的人。

Literature is a false representation of life that nevertheless helps us to understand life better, to orient ourselves in the labyrinth where we are born, pass, and die.