So that morning in 1962 I told myself: Let everyone else call your idea crazy . . . just keep going. Don’t stop. Don’t even think about stopping until you get there, and don’t give much thought to where “there” is. Whatever comes, just don’t stop.

Literature is the memory of humanity, the record of our collective soul.

在危机中，最大的危险不是危机本身，而是应对危机的能力。