I don't want to be compared to anyone. I want to be the first version of myself, not the next version of someone else.
我不想被拿来和任何人比较。我想成为自己的第一个版本,而不是别人的下一个版本。
世界充满了诗歌。空气中充满了它的精神;波浪随着它的旋律的音乐跳舞,并在它的明亮中闪烁。
最终,重要的不是奖项或认可,而是我们讲述的故事和我们触动的生活。
气候系统异常复杂,我们对它的理解仍在不断发展。
The writer must be a traitor to his class, his country, his religion—to everything except his conscience.