我们都会死去，所有人，多么荒谬！这种孤独的事实应该让我们彼此相爱可是并没有。我们在琐事中变得恐惧平庸，我们被虚无啃噬。
We're all going to die, all of us, what a circus! That alone should make us love each other but it doesn't. We are terrorized and flattened by trivialities, we are eaten up by nothing.
I don’t like to depend on anyone else. I have a lot of pride.
写作是一种生活方式，一种存在于世界的方式。
The architect must think like a sculptor and a scientist.
选择理论忽略了我们所知道的关于人类的大部分知识。