这就是人类第一个划时代的变革，人类建立了家庭，形成了某种形式的私有制，也给自己带来了无穷无尽的争吵和冲突。
All language is but a poor translation.
I didn't know that would happen. But this made me very hungry, literally. I couldn't be lazy.
我唯一能依靠的是我自己的感知，而它总是在变化。
The very definition of the real becomes: that of which it is possible to give an equivalent reproduction... The real is not only what can be reproduced, but that which is always already reproduced. That is the hyperreal.
试图写爱就是面对语言的泥潭：那个语言既太多又太少，过度又贫瘠的歇斯底里区域。
我不需要理由去坚强。