Reality is merely an illusion,albeit a very persistent one.
现实只是一抹幻影,尽管它从不消散。
因害怕文字狱而避开,著书只是为了谋生。
I’ve been through a lot, but I’m still standing.
Concerning the gods, I cannot know either that they exist or that they do not exist, nor what form they might have, for there is much to prevent one's knowing: the obscurity of the subject and the shortness of man's life.
I'm sick of it as well. But I'm sick of not doing anything about it.
暴力留下的伤痕永远无法完全愈合。