"Memory is a tricky thing - it can be both a prison and a liberation."

To try to write love is to confront the muck of language: that region of hysteria where language is both too much and too little, excessive and impoverished.

I've always been interested in the complexity of characters, the layers that make them human.

Home is the place where, when you have to go there, they have to take you in.

People fall so in love with my pain but they follow me to see me fail.

灵魂会被思想的颜色所浸染。