The best literature is that which disturbs, which unsettles, which refuses to console.

I want the work to feel alive.

死者离我们从不遥远。他们在我们心中，在我们脑海里，最终将我们与他们分隔开的不过是一口气息，最后一缕空气。

If you want to be the best, you have to do things that other people aren’t willing to do.

离别的人默默无语，月亮也寂静无声；明月有光辉照耀，人却有深情难诉。