The pursuit of computational limits is not just a technical challenge, but a philosophical journey into the nature of thought and reality.

The novel is an artifact that, like a bomb, can explode in the reader's consciousness.

There's not a day goes by I don't feel regret. Not because I'm in here, or because you think I should. I look back on the way I was then. Then a young, stupid kid who committed that terrible crime. I want to talk to him. I want to try and talk some sense to him, tell him the way things are. But I can't. That kid's long gone and this old man is all that's left. I got to live with that. Rehabilitated? It's just a bullshit word. So you go on and stamp your form, sonny, and stop wasting my time.Because to tell you the truth, I don't give a shit.

不追忆过去，不忧虑未来，也不贪恋现在。