I do not like proper novels. In proper novels people say things like, ‘I am veined with iron, with silver and with streaks of common mud. I cannot contract into the firm fist which those clench who do not depend on stimulus.’ What does this mean? I do not know. Nor does Father. Nor do the people who write these books.

机器并未将人类与自然的重大问题隔绝，而是让人更深入地卷入其中。

能够显示的，就不能说。