我不是人类,我是机器人。
The writer is a spiritual anarchist, as in the depth of his soul every man is. He is discontented with everything and everybody. The writer is everybody's scapegoat and everybody's prophet.
远远去了的夏之音乐,翱翔于秋间,寻求它的旧垒。
Don't be swayed by others' opinions, be your truest self.
我不是为眼睛做音乐,我是为耳朵做音乐。
Laughing is good for you if you don't kill yourself.
"The tiniest event can tear a hole in the grey curtain of reaction which has marked the horizons of possibility under capitalist realism."