在文学中，边界消失了；剩下的只有人类情感的普世语言。

The photograph is literally an emanation of the referent. From a real body, which was there, proceed radiations which ultimately touch me, who am here.

虚构是谎言中的真相。

最终，我们记住的不是敌人的话语，而是朋友的沉默。