我点燃了火,却控制不了它。
I started the fire, but I couldn’t control how it burnt.
This interminable wave was an abstract view of the universe: one end connected to the endless past, the other to the endless future, and in the middle only the ups and downs of random chance—without life, without pattern, the peaks and valleys at different heights like uneven grains of sand lined up in a row, lonely, desolate, so long that it was intolerable. You could follow it and go forward or backward as long as you liked, but you’d never find the end.
Cixin Liu, “The Three-Body Problem”
我点燃了火,却控制不了它。
I started the fire, but I couldn’t control how it burnt.
[“My sunset,” Ye whispered.] And sunset for humanity.
Cixin Liu, from The Three-Body Problem (via the-final-sentence)
From: Beaumont, Cyril W. (Cyril William), 1891-1976. The mysterious bookshop. London : C.W. Beaumont, 1924; illustration by Wyndham Payne
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“It’s a wonder to be alive. If you don’t understand that, how can you search for anything deeper?” – Cixin Liu, Hugo Award winning science fiction novelist and the most prolific and popular writer of SF in China.
Juo Li, cosmic sociologist from the sequel to The Three Body Problem