The truth about the world is that anything is possible. Had you not seen it all from birth and thereby bled it of its strangeness it would appear to you for what it is. A hat trick in a medicine show. A fevered dream. A trance bepopulate with chimeras having neither analogue nor precedent. An itinerant carnival. A migratory tentshow whose ultimate destination after many a pitch in many a mudded field is unspeakable and calamitous beyond reckoning.
Every decision we make today shapes the world we leave behind.
Music is the language of the spirit.
每个人都像月亮,有着从来不让任何人看见的黑暗面。
Life seems to be a process of replacing one anxiety with another and substituting one desire for another