In the end, we will remember not the words of our enemies, but the silence of our friends.

"Maybe you can afford to wait. Maybe for you there’s a tomorrow. Maybe for you there’s one thousand tomorrows, or three thousand, or ten, so much time you can bathe in it, roll around it, let it slide like coins through your fingers. So much time you can waste it. But for some of us there’s only today. And the truth is, you never really know."

【译文】 孔子说：“唯女子与小人难以对付。太亲近了，他们就会失礼；太疏远了，他们就会怨恨。”

写作就是抵抗。写作就是存在。

我一直希望我的电脑能像我的电话一样易于使用；我的愿望实现了，因为我已经无法弄清楚如何使用我的电话了。