为儿童写作是一种责任——他们应该得到真相，即使真相很难。

I would never hurt you，Jenny.

The poor dream all their lives of getting enough to eat and looking like the rich. And what do the rich dream of? Losing weight and looking like the poor.

太阳直到它的光芒被这座建筑反射才知道它有多美。

Melody is the essence of music.

Stolen bodies working stolen land. It was an engine that did not stop, its hungry boiler fed with blood.