文学是未言之物的艺术。
Literature is the art of the unsaid.
It was beautiful and simple as all truly great swindles are.
Victory breeds hatred. The defeated live in pain. Happily the peaceful live, giving up victory and defeat.
The key ingredients of happiness could not be material or aesthetic, but must always stubbornly psychological.
它美丽而简单,就像所有真正伟大的骗局一样。