To try to write love is to confront the muck of language: that region of hysteria where language is both too much and too little, excessive and impoverished.

I know you are here to kill me. Shoot, coward, you are only going to kill a man.

你能做的最激进的事情就是做你自己。

The real discovery is the one that makes me capable of stopping doing philosophy when I want to.