小说是一面行走在路上的镜子。
The novel is a mirror walking down the road.
The boundaries which divide Life from Death are at best shadowy and vague. Who shall say where the one ends, and where the other begins?
Truth is immortal; it transcends the limitations of time.
当每件事都是容易的时候,一个人很快的就会变的愚蠢。