I do not like proper novels. In proper novels people say things like, ‘I am veined with iron, with silver and with streaks of common mud. I cannot contract into the firm fist which those clench who do not depend on stimulus.’ What does this mean? I do not know. Nor does Father. Nor do the people who write these books.

If the lakers are now the Titanic, I'll sink together with him.

The improver of natural knowledge absolutely refuses to acknowledge authority as such.  

我相信讲故事的力量可以改变世界。

先生，你为什么要跑？你是为了世界和平吗？你是为了无家可归者吗？你是为了妇女权利吗？为了保护环境吗？他们就是不相信，有些人跑步，什么都不为，我只是想跑。我只是想跑。