I did not write half of what I saw, for I knew I would not be believed.
我没有写下我所见所闻的一半，因为我知道人们不会相信。
我不完美，但我每天都在努力。
I think of my pile of old paperbacks, their pages gone wobbly, like they’d once belonged to the sea.
我想起我那堆旧平装书，书页已经变得松软，仿佛它们曾经属于大海。
"There is no such thing as a moral or an immoral book. Books are well written, or badly written."