“There could be nothing so important as a book can be.”很早就意识到自己不是一个能写小说的人，所以最感动的一刻还是修改第四章的火车站。Eugene saw a woman. Her eyes were blue. So quickly did he fall for her that no one in the room even heard the sound. Peiod. End of Chapter Four.真的，那才是最重要的，远远超越了编辑的家庭、作家的爱人，妈妈的绣感1甚至作家本人。