If oxen and horses and lions had hands and could paint with their hands and produce works of art as men do, horses would paint the forms of the gods like horses, and oxen like oxen, and they would make their bodies in accordance with the form that each species itself possesses.
写作就是呼吸,就是生活,就是存在。
Human beings are not born once and for all on the day their mothers give birth to them, but life obliges them over and over again to give birth to themselves.