Books, for me, are a home. Books don’t make a home – they are one, in the sense that just as you do with a door, you open a book, and you go inside. Inside there is a different kind of time and a different kind of space.
对我而言，书是一个家。书并没有建立一个家——它们就是家，正如打开一扇门的意义，你翻开一本书，走进去。里面是不同的时间和不同的空间。