Truth is like a blanket that always leaves your feet cold. You push it, stretch it, it'll never be enough. You kick at it, beat it, it'll never cover any of us. From the moment we enter crying to the moment we leave dying, it will just cover your face as you wail and cry and scream。
真理就像一床总让你双脚冰凉的毯子，你怎么扯，怎么拽，总也不够，踢也好，打也好，它总也盖不住我们，从我们哭着降生到我们奄奄一息，它只会盖住你的脸，不管你如何痛苦，不管你如何痛苦，如何叫喊。
要知道药物的产地源头，只在西南方向是根本所在。
我写作是为了给无声者以声音。
真正的国王既不是丈夫也不是父亲；他只考虑他的王位，别无其他。
Every challenge is an opportunity in disguise; you just have to look for it.
城市是一个共同的梦想。