The only sensible ends of literature are, first, the pleasurable toil of writing; second, the gratification of one's family and friends; and lastly, the solid cash.

The artist must be in his work as God is in creation, invisible and all-powerful; one must sense him everywhere but never see him.

The boundaries which divide Life from Death are at best shadowy and vague. Who shall say where the one ends, and where the other begins?

中国水果要走出去，首先要解决的是标准化问题。