To exist is to have a subjective existence.

"In the end, all we have are the stories we tell ourselves."

But it is the same with man as with the tree. The more he seeks to rise into the height and light, the more vigorously do his roots struggle earthword, downword, into the dark, the deep - into evil.

文学不过是一场有方向的梦。

To be Irish is to know that in the end the world will break your heart.