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We die containing a richness of lovers and tribes, tastes we have swallowed, bodies we have plunged into and swum up as if rivers of wisdom, characters we have climbed into as if trees, fears we have hidden in as if caves.
作为一个作家,就是永远的外人,总是在观察,却从未真正属于。
Consciousness is not a thing, but a process.
The future belongs to those who dare to dream and have the courage to pursue those dreams.