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.
夜晚是我的家,音乐是我的家人。
每个区域都是整个地球的一部分,每个地方都是区域的一部分。
Uncertainty is the new normal—prepare for it with agility and foresight.