"History is not the past—it is the method we have evolved of organizing our ignorance of the past."
我相信你的爱」让这句话作为我最后的话。
Life seems to be a process of replacing one anxiety with another and substituting one desire for another
我不是圣人,但我也不是罪人。
The truth about the world, he said, is that anything is possible. Had you not seen it all from birth and thereby bled it of its strangeness it would appear to you for what it is, a hat trick in a medicine show, a fevered dream, a trance bepopulate with chimeras having neither analogue nor precedent, an itinerant carnival, a migratory tentshow whose ultimate destination after many a pitch in many a mudded field is unspeakable and calamitous beyond reckoning.