当真相还在穿鞋的时候，谎言已经跑遍了半个世界。

Every building is a kind of confession.

写作是在混乱中寻找意义。

All changes, even the most longed for, have their melancholy; for what we leave behind us is a part of ourselves; we must die to one life before we can enter into another.

希望在任何困难中都能找到。