In the attosecond world, time is not a river but a series of snapshots waiting to be captured.
在阿秒世界里,时间不是一条河流,而是一系列等待被捕捉的快照。
The novel is the great art form of lying to tell the truth.
上帝在他的天堂——世界一切安好!
The speech we hear is an indication of that which we don't hear. It is a necessary avoidance, a violent, sly, anguished or mocking smokescreen which keeps the other in its place.