失去某人,最糟糕的莫过于,他近在身旁,却犹如远在天边。
Security is sleeping in the back seat of the car...When you're a little kid, and you've ben somewhere with your Mom and Dad, and it's night, and you're riding home in the car, you can sleep in the back seat...You don't have to worry about anything...Your Mom and Dad are in the front seat, and they do all the worrying...But it doesn't last! Suddenly, you're grown up, and it can never be that way again!
I cannot and do not live in the world of discretion, not as a writer, anyway. I would prefer to, I assure you—it would make life easier. But discretion is, unfortunately, not for novelists.