唯独在这些孤独和沉思默想的时刻,我才是真正的我,才是和我的天性相符的我,我才既无忧烦又无羁束。
We were the people who were not in the papers. We lived in the blank white spaces at the edges of print. It gave us more freedom. We lived in the gaps between the stories.
Mom, why do you laugh so much? / Because I have you as my daughter.
我不是说唱歌手,我是一个世界的传奇。