We must invest in people as much as we invest in machinery.
创作行为并不纯粹。历史证明了这一点。社会学提取了它。作家失去了伊甸园,写作是为了被阅读,并最终意识到他不对任何人负责。
If memories had a smell, it would be the fragrance of camphor, sweet and secure, like clearly remembered happiness, sweet and melancholy, like forgotten sorrow.