黑夜比白昼更忠诚。

"The act of writing is an act of rebellion against the chaos of existence."

暴君死了，他的统治结束了；殉道者死了，他的统治开始了。

The money came between us like a ghost, and I could not touch her hand without feeling that chill.

除了这台机器，我什么也想不到了。