The beauty of life is, while we cannot undo what is done, we can see it, understand it, learn from it and change. So that every new moment is spent not in regret, guilt, fear or anger, but in wisdom, understanding and love.

Literature isn’t a moral beauty contest. Its power arises from the authority of a voice, not the purity of a soul.

我不知道是妈妈对，还是丹中尉对，我不知道，是否我们每个人都有，注定的命运，还是我们的生命中只有偶然，像在风中飘。但我想：也许两者都有吧，也许两者都在同时发生着。