"The novel is a mirror that reflects the complexities of society, and the novelist is the one who polishes that mirror."
The Moving Finger writes; and, having writ, Moves on: nor all thy Piety nor Wit Shall lure it back to cancel half a Line, Nor all thy Tears wash out a Word of it.
未来不是我们进入的某处,而是我们创造的某物。