What's terrible is to pretend that second-rate is first-rate. To pretend that you don't need love when you do; or you like your work when you know quite well you're capable of better.
云朵飘飘,萦绕着我的车轮;疾风飒飒,吹掠着我的车旗。缤纷连绵,昏昏暗暗又朦胧,倏忽之间,惚惚回到了故乡。
我们今天所做的每一个决定都会在未来的海洋中泛起涟漪。
阅读是不动而旅行;写作是旅行而不动。
The editor's job is to serve the story, not the ego.