每个物体都有一个等待被讲述的影子故事。
Literature isn’t a moral beauty contest. Its power arises from the authority of a voice, not the purity of a soul.
The nose of a mob is its imagination. By this, at any time, it can be quietly led.
The world is full of signs, but we have forgotten how to read them.
变化的速度如此之快,以至于我们必须跑得更快才能保持在原地。