A eulogy for newspaper;a defense for journalism
我为报纸致哀,我为新闻站台。
The growing good of the world is partly dependent on unhistoric acts; and that things are not so ill with you and me as they might have been, is half owing to the number who lived faithfully a hidden life, and rest in unvisited tombs. ― George Eliot, Middlemarch
我们生活在一个一切都可以出售的世界,包括我们的灵魂。
我能计算天体运行的轨迹,但无法计算人类的疯狂。