"Sometimes the smallest things take up the most room in your heart."
过去总是紧张的，未来则是完美的。
The very definition of the real becomes: that of which it is possible to give an equivalent reproduction... The real is not only what can be reproduced, but that which is always already reproduced.
The past is never dead; it's not even past. This is especially true in detective fiction.
The universe is not hostile, nor yet is it friendly. It is simply indifferent.