The interpretation of our reality through patterns not our own serves only to make us ever more unknown, ever less free, ever more solitary.

Stolen bodies working stolen land. It was an engine that did not stop, its hungry boiler fed with blood.

动口不如动手去干，求人不如自己亲自去办。

Nature is a volume of which God is the author.

我自出生就有被爱的需求，而且还有个更强烈的需求——给予爱。