一个瞬间被吸走，被扭曲，不再是自己，失去了它的身体，放弃了它的灵魂。
A moment is sucked away, distorted, is no longer itself, has lost its body, has abandoned its soul.
作家必须勇敢地面对那些别人选择忽视的真相。
改变是不可避免的，但成长是可选的。
It’s not an apology if it comes with an excuse. It is not a compliment if it comes with a request.
触觉是我们的第一语言，是我们与世界互动的原始方式。