A writer's life is a highly vulnerable, almost naked activity. We don't have to weep about that. The writer makes his choice and is stuck with it. But it is true to say that you are open to all the winds, some of them icy indeed. You are out on your own, out on a limb. You find no shelter, no protection — unless you lie — in which case of course you have constructed your own protection and, it could be argued, become a politician.

Sometimes you have to go through the darkness to get to the light.

Architecture should resonate with its context, reflecting the culture and history of its place.

目标决定你将成为什么样的人。