在一个普遍欺骗的世界里，说出真相就是一种革命行为。

真理就像一床总让你双脚冰凉的毯子，你怎么扯，怎么拽，总也不够，踢也好，打也好，它总也盖不住我们，从我们哭着降生到我们奄奄一息，它只会盖住你的脸，不管你如何痛苦，不管你如何痛苦，如何叫喊。

The past beats inside me like a second heart.

"A story is a letter that the author writes to himself, to tell himself things that he would be unable to discover otherwise."

Always look at what you have left. Never look at what you have lost.