The dead are not powerless. Dead, did I say? There is no death, only a change of worlds.
A lie can travel halfway around the world while the truth is putting on its shoes.
最好的肥料是农民的影子(意指农民的辛勤劳动)。
We were the people who were not in the papers. We lived in the blank white spaces at the edges of print. It gave us more freedom. We lived in the gaps between the stories.
Boundaries define us. They define what is me and what is not me. A boundary shows me where I end and someone else begins, leading me to a sense of ownership.