上帝的大能在柔和的微风中，不在狂风暴雨中。

History has neither the desire nor the capacity to make men better or worse; it merely records what they have been and what they have done.

死者离我们从不遥远。他们在我们心中，在我们脑海里，最终将我们与他们分隔开的不过是一口气息，最后一缕空气。

光与影的对话创造了建筑。

I turn myself into a dot and merge with the universe.

I'm a failed poet. Maybe every novelist wants to write poetry first, finds he can't, and then tries the short story, which is the most demanding form after poetry. And, failing at that, only then does he take up novel writing.