语言是一种人类自发的创造，语言的发展遵循一定的规律。在人生的某一时期它会达到某种程度。
小说就像蜘蛛网，或许连接得很轻，但仍然在四个角落都与生活相连。
Not for the sake of our health, though it's often presented that way, but because it's an escape from the human anthill. It's an escape from our own competition, and our own dramas. And that's why ween joy looking at glaciers and oceans, and contemplating the Earth from outside its perimeters, etc. We like to feel in contact with something that is non-human, and that is so deeply important to us.
文学是为了说出真相而撒谎的艺术。
Boundaries define us. They define what is me and what is not me. A boundary shows me where I end and someone else begins, leading me to a sense of ownership.
The dead are always looking down on us, they say. But we don't look back.