If there are still men who really want to live in this world, they should first dare to speak out, to laugh, to cry, to be angry, to accuse, to fight-that they may at least cleanse this accursed place of… — Lu Xun Copy Share Image
The ability to forget the past enables people to free themselves gradually from the pain they once suffered; but it also often makes them… — Lu Xun Copy Share Image
Hope is a path on the mountainside. At first there is no path. But then there are people passing that way. And there is… — Lu Xun Copy Share Image
It is in the nature of things that some people should be unlucky enough to get their heads chopped off. — Lu Xun Copy Share Image
The most painful thing in life is to wake up from a dream and find no way out. Dreamers are fortunate people. If no… — Lu Xun Copy Share Image
I entreat fresh visions from the painters. Be lavish with your vermilion to portray the mountains in the spring. — Lu Xun Copy Share Image
Though science has given us many marvels, it has also spoiled many of our pleasant dreams. — Lu Xun Copy Share Image
Creation, even when it is a mere outpouring from the heart, wishes to find a public. By definition, creation is sociable. Yet it can… — Lu Xun Copy Share Image
“With the weight of four thousand years of cannibalism bearing down upon me, even if I was once innocent how can I now face… — Lu Xun Copy Share Image
True fighters dare face the sorrows of humanity, and look unflinchingly at bloodshed. What sorrow and joy are theirs! But the Creator's common device… — Lu Xun Copy Share Image
Hope is like a path in the countryside. Originally, there is nothing - but as people walk this way again and again, a path… — Lu Xun Copy Share Image
When a great man has become petrified, and everyone begins to proclaim his greatness, he has already turned into a puppet. — Lu Xun Copy Share Image
Men who have not known the horror of death are not likely to be awed by it. — Lu Xun Copy Share Image
Like students going to school, the planes on their bombing missions fly over Beijing each morning. And each time I hear their engines attack… — Lu Xun Copy Share Image
