Reopen no old wounds. Be as if you had never returned and looked in to me to see my laboring humilities, my few scrubbed pennies, hungry to grab, quick to deprive, sullen, unloved, mean-minded son of my flesh. Son! Son!"

不要再来碰我的伤疤，像你从前没有回来看过我似的,来看我的辛苦和谦卑，看我被掏得一干二净的钱袋，饿了抢，急了打，我亲生的没有感情，冷酷自私的儿子！“

耶鲁公开课 - 1945年后的美国小说课程节选