Uneasy lies the head that wears a crown.
我是自由的,那就是我迷失的原因。
希望好像一个家庭,没有它,你会觉得生活乏味;有了它,你又觉得天天为它辛劳,是一种烦恼。
Pressure is a privilege.
Writing is a way of living, a way of surviving, a way of fighting against the absurdity of existence.