写作就是呼吸，就是生活，就是存在于自己创造的世界中。

I can never be safe; I always try and go against the grain. As soon as I accomplish one thing, I just set a higher goal. That's how I've gotten to where I am.

译文：柔肠早已寸断，泪水止不住地流。为了相思，我再次登上小红楼。明知心上人已被群山阻隔，却还是不由自主地频频倚靠栏杆，望向他离去的方向。