有些时候，过去感觉如此之近，仿佛伸手就能触碰，然后它又消失了，像烟一样。
"There are moments when the past feels so close you could reach out and touch it, and then it’s gone again, like smoke."
One must not lose desires. They are mighty stimulants to creativeness, to love, and to long life.
The act of writing is an act of resistance against forgetting.
At the risk of seeming ridiculous, let me say that the true revolutionary is guided by a great feeling of love.
The law isn't justice. It's a very imperfect mechanism. If you press exactly the right buttons and are also lucky, justice may show up in the answer.