My mother was an atheist. She used to say that there was good news and bad news about hell. The good news is, hell is just the product of a morbid human imagination. The bad news is, whatever humans can imagine, they can usually create.

伟大的沙漠为了绿叶的爱而燃烧，而她摇摇头、笑著、飞走了。

音乐是我的疗愈。

"Every experiment, no matter how small, is a step towards a greater understanding."