“But love don't make things nice. It ruins everything. It breaks your heart. It makes things a mess. We aren't here to make things perfect. The snowflakes are perfect. The stars are perfect. Not us. We are here to riun ourselves and to break our hearts and love the wrong people, and die.”
一个作家最大的恐惧是自己苦心创作的书无人问津还是作品过于成功、而书迷又过于疯狂以致威胁到了生命从另一个角度来说一个骨灰级书迷最害怕的是不是自己最爱的主角被作家送上末路还是作家是一个冷漠混蛋、根本不爱他的那些角色们Misery—能用这样一个名字作为主角天下女人心83也是一种预示吧生命是痛苦的旅程什么是自我救赎呢 There is justice higher than that of man. I will be judged by Him. ( Silver Creek of Colorado)