小说就像蜘蛛网，或许连接得很轻，但仍然在四个角落都与生活相连。

The world is full of people whose notion of a satisfactory future is, in fact, a return to the idealised past.

I'm not afraid of falling because I know I'll rise again.

世界是一首伟大的交响乐，我们是其中的音符。

The only obsession everyone wants: ‘love.’ People think that in falling in love they make themselves whole? The Platonic union of souls? I think otherwise. I think you’re whole before you begin. And the love fractures you. You’re whole, and then you’re cracked open.

You belong with me You belong with me?.

世界是一本书，不旅行的人只读了一页。