记忆是作家种植故事的领地，没有记忆就没有文学。

我们说有些事情不能被原谅，或者说我们永远不会原谅自己。但我们确实原谅了——我们一直在这样做。

It has always seemed strange to me... the things we admire in men, kindness and generosity, openness, honesty, understanding and feeling, are the concomitants of failure in our system. And those traits we detest, sharpness, greed, acquisitiveness, meanness, egotism and self-interest, are the traits of success. And while men admire the quality of the first they love the produce of the second.

即便你是富贵之人或王侯将相，最终也会像荒草一样被埋葬在岁月中。