If memories had a smell, it would be the fragrance of camphor, sweet and secure, like clearly remembered happiness, sweet and melancholy, like forgotten sorrow.
回忆这东西若是有气味的话，那就是樟脑的香，甜而稳妥，像记得分明的快乐，甜而怅惘，像忘却了的忧愁。
你跟那些惹怒你的事物一样大。
我不是为读者写作，我是反对读者写作。
写作是探索人类经验的复杂性和身份细微差别的一种方式。
The best advice I can give is just to be yourself and have fun.
To be able to find joy in another's joy: that is the secret of happiness.
中国人的毛病