小说是一面走在路上的镜子。
The novel is a mirror walking down the road.
The world is not run from where he thinks. Not from castle walls, but from countinghouses, not by the call of the bugle but by the click of the abacus, not by the grate and click of the broadsword but by the scrape of the pen.
The world needs all forms of energy to meet growing demand, and natural gas is a cleaner alternative that can help bridge the gap.