爱是什么样子？它有双手来帮助他人。它有双脚匆匆赶往穷人和需要帮助的地方。它有眼睛看到痛苦和贫困。它有耳朵听到人们的叹息和悲伤。

The only obsession everyone wants: ‘love.’ People think that in falling in love they make themselves whole? The Platonic union of souls? I think otherwise. I think you’re whole before you begin. And the love fractures you. You’re whole, and then you’re cracked open.

小说的真正主题不是故事，而是人类的灵魂。

冲突越激烈，胜利越光荣。

直到此刻，我从未真正了解过自己。