Every human being has hundreds of separate people living under his skin. The talent of a writer is his ability to give them their separate names, identities, personalities and have them relate to each other.

Music is the only thing that makes sense anymore.

The historian is a prophet looking backwards.

城市记得人们遗忘的事。

——回忆黄花岗起义

一切艺术皆没有道德可言。