被偷走的身体在被偷走的土地上劳作。这是一台永不停止的引擎,其饥饿的锅炉以血为食。
Stolen bodies working stolen land. It was an engine that did not stop, its hungry boiler fed with blood.
The past is a foreign country; they do things differently there.
写作就是呼吸,就是生活,就是存在。
It seems to me that the natural world is the greatest source of excitement; the greatest source of visual beauty; the greatest source of intellectual interest. It is the greatest source of so much in life that makes life worth living.
I think the best moments in music are when you're completely surprised.