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.
塑造我们的不是我们生活中的事件,而是我们对这些事件意义的信念。
《关睢》这首诗,快乐而不过分,哀婉而不伤恸。