如果你不冒险,你就无法成长。
We are all patchwork, and so shapeless and diverse in composition that each bit, each moment, plays its own game.
The writer must be a traitor to his class, his country, his religion—to everything except his conscience.
History is not just about facts, but about the shadows between them.
在每个流亡者的心中,都有一个永远不会离开的故乡。