The dead are not powerless. Dead, did I say? There is no death, only a change of worlds.

每个艺术家都是他时代的孩子，但伟大的艺术家也是未来的父母。

The truth is a mirror which fell from the hand of God and broke into pieces. Everybody took a piece of it, and they looked at it and thought they had the truth.

我们都是岛屿，在误解的海洋中互相喊叫着谎言。

小说不是社会的镜子，而是一扇窥视人心的窗户。