The uniformity of the hybrids in the first generation, the dissimilarity in the second, are facts which cannot escape the attention of an accurate observer.

No arts; no letters; no society; and which is worst of all, continual fear, and danger of violent death; and the life of man, solitary, poor, nasty, brutish, and short.

沉默不是声音的缺失，而是未说出口的真相的存在。

当真相被埋葬时，它仍在生长，虽被压抑，却积聚着这样一种力量，一旦爆发，它将炸毁一切，灰飞烟灭。

每一笔触中都蕴含着几个世纪的历史。