Self-interest exists. Attachment of being personal gains exists. Complacence exists. But not love....其实兰波也是相信真爱才会和那个“秃头丑陋酗酒“的老头纠缠这么久..结局太好了..魏尔伦喝了absinth之后出现的幻想吗..i found it, what, eternity, where the sun mingled with the sea.
These books gave M a hopeful and comforting message: You are not alone; And as bad as things were before, that's how good they became; Moby-Dick : Call me Ishmael