My dad was a man of infinite varieties of bitterness, rage, distaste. In my lifelong struggle to avoid becoming him, I’d developed an inability to demonstrate much negative emotion at all. It was another thing that made me seem like a dick – my stomach could be all oiled eels, and you would get nothing from my face and less from my words. It was a constant problem: too much control or no control at all.

真的笑死。 前24小时往返搞定三张卡，后12小时旧券商挂掉，重新申请两家分别做完港币美元出入金测试，凌晨开盘买入两支个股后，一言不发kuku喂鸡两个半小时。

“人和人不一样。而且很不一样。人和人就像不同物种那样不一样。外貌上人们是相似的，但是心灵上，众人过着分道扬镳、没有交集的生活。或者说，那种交集和连线，用的完全不是客观世界的标准。人们彼此是猪、狗、苍蝇、蚊虫、蜉蝣、飞鸟，或者魔鬼、天使、石头、泥土、云彩和高山。沟通是一种神秘的联结。激励是一种隐秘的启发。看见是盲眼的迷雾在一瞬间剥开。但多数人和生命始终处于混沌中。但少数人有那种神性的东西，挣脱了庸碌的力量，以勇气和热情活着。他们多数远在天边，但是启发他人，是唯一的热情和力量制造者，唯一的交流管道，像星星那样。”