The person who tries to live alone will not succeed as a human being. His heart withers if it does not answer another heart. His mind shrinks away if he hears only the echoes of his own thoughts and finds no other inspiration.
What good is the warmth of summer, without the cold of winter to give it sweetness.
The boundaries which divide Life from Death are at best shadowy and vague. Who shall say where the one ends, and where the other begins?
先验与后验的区别是认识论的，而非形而上学的。
The novel is the art of making the impossible believable.