The creative act is not pure. History evidences it. Sociology extracts it. The writer loses Eden, writes to be read and comes to realize that he is answerable.
将橘柚佳树砍伐,却栽植苦桃恶木。可叹修美的翠竹,孤零零江边独处。
我感到很幸运能够做我喜欢的事情。
挑战在于使不可能看起来真实,使真实看起来非凡。
A man of genius makes no mistakes. His errors are volitional and are the portals of discovery.