Love is so holy, so confusing. It makes a man anxious, tormented. Love, how can I define it?

In the history of literature there are many great enduring works which were not published in the lifetimes of the authors. If the authors had not achieved self-affirmation while writing, how could they have continued to write?

As a male writer, women are always what men pursue, and their world is always a mystery. So I always tried to present as many views as possible on women's worlds.

Writing eases my suffering... writing is my way of reaffirming my own existence.

Observing humans and observing oneself yields a clear-minded starting point for literature.

I don't want to be a strong hero who can save society. I just want to save myself.