走向自由,不管在哪,都没有轻松的道路;多数人在到达渴望的巅峰之前,都必须一次又一次穿过被死亡阴影所垄罩的幽暗山谷。
The world is a mosaic of fleeting moments, each one precious in its own right.
I cannot fix on the hour, or the spot, or the look, or the words, which laid the foundation. It is too long ago. I was in the middle before I knew that I had begun.
为儿童写作是一种责任——他们应该得到真相,即使真相很难。
Writing is a struggle against silence.