真相就在那里，但它常常隱藏在細(xì)節(jié)中。
寫作是理解我們存在的一種方式。
Freedom would be not to choose between black and white but to abjure such prescribed choices.
愛情像一棵樹，它自己生長(zhǎng)，深深扎根于我們的存在。
Silence speaks louder than words in the realm of art.
The novel is a rebellion against the limits of reality.