... maybe he is that toddler I saw running through the square a few months ago, shrieking with joy, his parents huffing after him; maybe he is that flower that suddenly bloomed on the rhododendron bush I thought had died long ago; maybe he is that cloud, that wave, that rain, that mist. It isn't only that he died, or how he died; it is what he died believing. And so I try to be kind to everything I see, and in everything I see, I see him. --p.720
*傳統藝術:JB在研究所就是修畫畫、素描那類技能,這我隨便命名的。 "JB was the lone classicist among them. He painted. Worse, he was a figurative painter." --p.30
故事的巔峰:40s-50s
The Axiom of Equality, The Happy Years
"And if we are being philosophical-- which we today are-- we can say that life itself is the axiom of the empty set. It begins in zero and ends in zero. we know that both states exist, but we will not be conscious of either experience; they are states that are necessary parts of life, even as they cannot be experienced as life. We assume the concept of nothingness, but we cannot prove it. But it must exist. So I prefer to think that Walter has not died but has instead proven for himself the axiom of the empty set, that he has proven the concept of zero... I wish him the answer to the axiom he so loved. "
They are all quiet for a while, contemplating this. "Please tell me that isn't your favorite axiom," Harold says suddenly, and he laughs. "No, " he says. "It's not. " --p.288
But instead he finds Harold wrapping him in his arms, and he tries to push him away, but Julia is holding him too, leaning over the carapace of his wheelchair, and he is trapped between them. -p.699