Ah, make the most of what we yet may spend, Before we too into the Dust descend; Dust into Dust, and under Dust to lie, Sans Wine, sans Song, sans Singer, and—sans End!
"Writing is a way to make sense of our existence."
Sometimes you have to lose yourself before you can find anything.
求和者就是希望鳄鱼最后一个吃自己的人。