Writing is a way of preserving memory.
Two possibilities exist: either we are alone in the Universe or we are not. Both are equally terrifying.
正义很简单,只是不公平。
我坐在黑暗中。很难弄清楚什么更糟糕:里面的黑暗还是外面的黑暗?
美德只能在平等中繁荣。
我们并不拥有土地,我们是从子孙那里借来的。
To write is to give voice to the voiceless.