Writing is a form of personal freedom. It frees us from the mass identity we see in the making all around us.
A great artwork doesn’t just reflect the world—it changes the way we see it.
时间是一位伟大的老师,但不幸的是它杀死了所有的学生。
It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness, it was the epoch of belief, it was the epoch of incredulity, it was the season of Light, it was the season of Darkness, it was the spring of hope, it was the winter of despair, we had everything before us, we had nothing before us, we were all going direct to Heaven, we were all doing direct the other way.