A rich man's body is like a premium cotton pillow, white and soft and blank. Ours are different. My father's spine was a knotted rope, and the skin on his chest was so thin that you could see the ribs pressing out against it.

我只是一个努力实现梦想的孩子。

Dance is another way to express myself when words aren't enough.

Literature isn't a moral beauty contest.

有人质疑巴菲特的投资策略只是运气好而已，他讲了一个有关机率的故事回答它们

To write poetry after Auschwitz is barbaric.