There was no way a world as corrupted as this could be saved or all of the wrongdoers punished.

The mind was rarely a rational thing when it came to the dark or the unknown.

This world made by humans for themselves is most unfriendly towards humans. What irony.

For love, we live For love, we dieFor love, we dream and get ready to be lied

After all, Bao Bomu says, what is the past but what we choose to remember?

On the Kite, the situation was being 'workshopped'. This is the means by which people who don't know anything get together to pool their ignorance.

This market way of life promotes addictions to stimulation and obsessions with comfort and convenience.

That the stars are adamant everyone understands— but I won’t give up seeking joy on each blue wave or peace below every gray stone.

Once we thought a few hundred corpses would be enough then we saw thousands were still too few and today we can't even count all the dead Everywhere you look.

The rose is a rose, And was always a rose. But the theory now goes That the apple's a rose.

'Love Story' I wrote on my bedroom floor in about 20 minutes.

Pain dies quickly, and lets her weary prisoners go; the fiercest agonies have shortest reign.

My characters are quite as real to me as so-called real people; which is one reason why I'm not subject to what is known as loneliness. I have plenty of company.