The writer must be a smuggler of truths, a clandestine agent of freedom.
The best argument I know for an immortal life is the existence of a man who deserves one.
It is one thing to show a man that he is in an error, and another to put him in possession of truth.
我无法改变我的出身或我经历的一切,所以我为什么要为造就我的事情感到羞耻?