The creative act is not pure. History evidences it. Sociology extracts it. The writer loses Eden, writes to be read and comes to realize that he is answerable to no one.

我有一条陪伴我一生的黑犬。胸中的阴郁、内心的折磨就像伺机发起进攻的黑狗一样，一有机会就咬住心口不放。

Never underestimate the power of a motivated team.

我明白了压力是一种特权。