Nothing is as surprising as life. Except for writing. Except for writing. Yes, of course, except for writing, the only consolation.
毕竟，没有什么比生命更让人惊奇。除了书写。除了书写。是的，当然了，除了书写，那是唯一的慰藉。《黑书》
The wind carries the seeds of the future, and the past is the soil in which they grow.
We are all now connected by the Internet, like neurons in a giant brain.
I don't run to add days to my life, I run to add life to my days.
You have to believe in your idea and be willing to persist through a lot of challenges.